Can't Sleep

No focus, hold the mold that broke us Some kind of hocus pocus, fifty mochas wouldn't woke us On the surface I'm getting older and it's scary On my shoulder there's a boulder I must carry It's a pile of uncontrolled urges and sexual advances Complex stanzas about a man ran ragged With impure thoughts about his friends and neighbors Catering to demons as his discipline wavers The only safe place is out in public Where the people's prying eyes keep an evil man honest On this earth, there's just two kinds of people Those who don't know me, and those who know I'm the devil I'm a reveler, in the suffering of others Apathetic to the struggle of my sisters and brothers A pathetic waste of brain space cased in worthless husk Patrolling up and down the alley, chasing this lust Cant' sleep, for what's waiting on the other side of Consciousness haunts this man on his feet Cant' sleep, for what's waiting on the other side of Consciousness haunts this man on his feet