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Built To Spill

in the morning, feeling half-right
if it was more than just one day
i'd feel all right
today is flat beneath the weight of next day, next day, next day, next day

in the morning, feeling half-right
ignore my condition
just an isolated incident

in the morning, feeling half-right
appearing normal
another isolated incident

when my mind's uncertain my body decides
what it will do to get through the hell of the night
as I trip on the ocean that leads through your eyes
well my eyes can't wait til they finally see through you

when I get this feeling like I'm gonna start I just have to
stop