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I don't know, is it childish? Too obvious? Maybe some parts too obscure?


Last night I had a nightmare again;
you told me everything was going to be OK,
then they came, but refused to take me away.

I want to be held,
I must go to bed.

"Go to sleep," you command.
I'll obey, I want to obey.

I need somebody to tell me what to do,
how to spend every waking hour
of every rainy day;
and I feel as if I live on the Seattle coast.

Sad
Lonely
Bored
Tired

"Fascist Socialism" isn't a problem,
it's the solution I need.
I need somebody to tell me what to do,
I'd become more "comfortable" as a robot.

Give me your command!
I'll obey, I'll abstain.
Give me your command!
I'll jump off a bridge right now.

Happy
Loved
Excited
Awake

But then I realize that being awake is the nightmare;
I can't live that perfect life;
I can't even become an insect.

I want to be held,
I must go to bed.

"Go to sleep," you command.
I want obey,
I need somebody to hold my hand.

"Go to sleep," you command.
I want to obey,
but something's holding me back.
Lord Gold feeds from your orifices and he wants to see you sweat.
Lord Gold probes you publicly and makes your pussy wet.
Now say his name.....