Sandman

OnlyOne:

I just can't stop hitting myself

I'm part White, part Native, no wonder I conflict with myself

That pretty little thing is looking at me, I should ignore it

but I have me one more drink and I'll leave in the morning

Feeling caught up in between the love and war in my head

like good and evil are playing tug of war in my head

I shoulda brought this junkie back

it'd make her parents happy

plus there's a monkey on her back

and it won't stop staring at me

mo-b:

At ease soldier, soldier sold as sultans overseas

luckily we're a team by self-fulfilling prophecies

We'll terminate your [...]

rightfully we hide from these ironies to find reprieve

See, I had a revelation in combat boots

the second coming's coming to contact you

'til we're seeing more crosses than contact to

yo, I got news, everyone's got nukes, we'll bomb that too

just to keep it biblical

the flow's more spiritual than conflicts in Israel

Chorus (OnlyOne):

I got a bogeyman under my bed (it's a Sandman)

Monsters in the closet, but the closet's my head

I got a problem crawling under my skin (hopeless)

Pipe dreams and we done already smoked up the rest

Sapient:

Why are there so many weirdos that roam my local streets?

The local folks act like that's how many there's supposed to be

But it isn't, my system for what's telling weird and normal's twisted

distorted past my fears' and hormones' limit

Some are lost in a hell, live for the watches they sell

eyes closed, they talk to themselves, or see someone that I don't

People would appear less weird like that

if they were evil experiments from a nearby lab

Simple:

It wouldn't be normal if I left all my lights on to sleep

I've been afraid of getting locked in the fridge since I was three

or flushed in the toilet where alligators live in the drain

ideas paralysed and wear on my decisions I made

Afraid of the dark, 'cause maybe there's a snake or shark

beware of Sandpeople, we control the rate of your heart

It's not a nightmare, so don't bother pinching your cheek

just never try to venture to sleep

Chorus

x2

Gold:

Swallow my tongue in my sleep so I can taste my emotions

and I haven't slept all week, kept up by my lonesome

there's a ghost in a shell [...] that's got me pacing back and forth

through these squeaky floors, peeking through the peephole

on my front door for evil, either or

it's the loud noises that put my senses in the red

and due to a recent consensus

a certain something's been missing from the voices in my head

Malnourished nervous wreck, cursed and blessed

and right above my bed is where the redrum curse have bled for months on end

Chorus

It's a Sandman... (hopeless)

Child singing'

I'm hiding, I'm hiding

I'm hiding away from you

Don't see me, don't find me

you'll be sorry if you do!

Boo!