Not a whole lot changes
I'm too many heartbeats
A minute my bed is sheet- twisted
And I'm sleepless
My brain is baffled boggled and battle-fatigued
I'm my career
I'm radio static
I'm my income
Traffic the car I drive
I'm panic and
I need TV for my dreams
Seventh eleven seventh heaven
I'm green
I want
I need convenience
I am addicted and
I'm six digits ambitions bloating
I'm busy noisy infidelities to the dream
I had of who
I might turn out to one day be
I'm caffeinated and incorporated
Cog in the wheel of the machinery
Naked aggressive nightly newsish
And stress-related on the couch
I'm home plate
I'm crack cocaine and cholesterol
I play hard ball
I mean business and
I've got a hard-on for hate
What is a god and whose
Is this country when
It's only city me and mine
I see my life flash before me when
I try to sleep
I am product not a whole lot changes
I can.
Writer(s): Dave Navarro, Eric Avery, Michael Murphy
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