Awake, I refuse to sleep
Sleep slips through my face
I race to stay awake
In the wake of the fun at no pace
I run away lost in sleep with no trace
Drowsy I feel, sleep, turned refuse from the fun
Awake, I refuse to sleep
Bemuse' to choose between awake and sleep
Confuse', drowsy I still feel, lost in double vision
Rowdy I see, a handful made crowdy
To stay away, a trouble' mission
Awake I choose
High my eyes beep with drowsiness
Asleep I choose
Low my eyes creep below the crowdedness of my lashes
Home, sleep turns to Rome
Come home I see in the dream
Awake the dream makes home
Rome never home but lost in the dream
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