Counting Sheep

Closing my eyes, counting sheep

Gun in my mouth, trying to sleep

Everything ends, everything has to

Get-well balloon, going insane

Weight of the world, papier-mache

Gone with the wind, out into nothing

I'm just trying to be easy, agreeable

I don't want to seem needy to anyone, including you

Little Louise drowned in a pool

Billy got killed walking to school

Hope it was slow, hope it was peaceful

Life is a gas, what can you do?

Catheter piss, fed through a tube

Cyst in the brain, blood on the bamboo

Highway to hell's littered with signs

Everything last thing they advertise

I want to buy, I want to sell too

But I don't want to seem greedy, I'm generous

I'm just trying to be pleasing to everyone, including you

Tomorrow is shining like a razor blade

And anything's possible if you feel the same

Early to bed, early to rise

Acting my age, waiting to die

Insulin shots, alkaline produce

Temperature's cool, blood pressure's fine

One-twenty-one over seventy-five

Scream if you want, no one can hear you

I just want to be easy, acceptable

I don't want to seem needy to anyone, especially you

Especially you

Especially you