Lining up the little ducks
Before they start to scatter off
That bulls eye on a trampoline
When jumping from the top story
Writing up the words to say
Before they try to escape
Making up the bed
Right before you just get back in it
Hoping for a little rest
While fighting off your sleeplessness
Haunted by the ghost of you
Reminds you what you didn't do
Oh no, don't let it get you
You're coming out
You've got the ticket
This is the greatest
Looking for a crystal ball
To tell you why you're better off
It's creepy when you hear the things
The things you say about yourself
And what about everyone else
Much more to them than just one's health
Before they start to scatter off
That bulls eye on a trampoline
When jumping from the top story
Writing up the words to say
Before they try to escape
Making up the bed
Right before you just get back in it
Hoping for a little rest
While fighting off your sleeplessness
Haunted by the ghost of you
Reminds you what you didn't do
Oh no, don't let it get you
You're coming out
You've got the ticket
This is the greatest
Looking for a crystal ball
To tell you why you're better off
It's creepy when you hear the things
The things you say about yourself
And what about everyone else
Much more to them than just one's health
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