Somedays I can think clear
and somedays I won't
sometimes I can feel it
suddenly it 's gone
somedays I'm strong
and somedays my skin's broken and thin...
(Dido)
I don't agree with myself, myself doesn't agree with me and me doesn't agree with I.
So I drug my consciousness into oblivion.
And wait in my bed
until darkness calls it a day.
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