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Counting Sheep

from Carnival Milita by Stand Out Riot

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Woke up with a feeling I wish was a fever,
A guttural stab, as a memory of last night,
Comes creeping back in to curdle my milk,
And stale my cornflakes.

While this empty cupboard, it mirrors my appetite,
This broken saucer embodies my spirit,
And if this rotten mood won’t just shift for a second
The day is a write-off, just like all the others, and

I don’t like the sound of this,
I don’t wanna read what comes next,
I don’t wanna answer that,
I don’t like the sound of this
Argument for argument’s sake,
But we know we both agree on,
What’s right and what’s wrong,
And what’s been and what’s gone
And she said

And she said, if we bide out time, we will regret the
Decision in time, will fall down the line

And we said, we believed
We’d finally killed your empathy towards
Someone who’s done you wrong,
And we know reputation is more than important to you,
But to put it before your heart is absurd.

I’m still undecided on where we should take this,
Whether missing someone, is a pro or a con,
Can’t wiggle my big toe right out of this mess,
Because this time Beatrix, you’re all kinds of wrong.
While Grissom and Katherine solve ten-score of mystery,
I’m still sat here, perplexed by just one,
And I’m trying to work out,
Why my insides want out,
And the outside wants in on my situation

All the subtleties submerge when you’re gone
And touch, sight and sound just become one.
And now it’s easy to see, how we lost our way,
But we’re holding on.

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from Carnival Milita, released January 1, 2008

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