Odds Bedbugs What I Don't Want Everything's a mess I sleep but don't undress drinking all but the Tia Maria I never finished any of those books hanging open like house plants Begging for water and a little reading Holding that one big idea I'm needing I know what I don't want I really know what I don't want I don't really really know what I want, do I? Another black shirt won't show the dirt I could wash but I don't even bother Some piece of trite trash trumpets out the radio but I don't turn it off I need to loathe its creation Comtempt is my one contemplation 'cause I know what I don't want I really know what I don't want I don't really really know what I want, do I? Red in the face from the air in this place It's close so I open a window Something about heights makes a man start to reach for the bottom Dull in the mind from oversleeping I look for the things that are really worth keeping 'cause I know what I don't want I really know what I don't want I don't really really know what I want, do I? I know what I don't want I really know what I don't want I don't really really know what I want, do I? |
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