Lyrics
Time is near
To switch spirits
My pulse is slowing
He's sneaking in!
Why am I who I am?
Oh no, what a mess again?
How many hours do I have this time
Swallow vitamins, eat steaks
I must clean this place
I'll be replaced My helping hand in this life is vital
I'm scorning my other side... it's mental
Why am I who I am? He doesn't give a damn
Why am I who I am? He does not give a damn
Where is the phone? I must call my folks
Advancing money, if accounts are not suffering
Retrain ourselves for regaining health
My obligations are thy's omissions
Mister Slovenliness
Knows me a little too well
Totally without stress
He's burning our candle at both ends
Fevered horizons
Cold, sweat and chills...
My pulse is speeding
He's sneaking in!
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