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Shakespeare's Monkeys

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More in MosquitoBytes Volume 10: Peritus Morbus - 2006-2007

Solvo

Aestuo Occultus

Don’t make me think too much
It makes me feel too much
It keeps my mind on my mind

Don’t want to think too much
It makes me feel too much
Sometimes I’d rather be blind

All the things that I’m trying to say
They overload me
Just want to give it up
Got to give it up
This pain is all so sublime

Too damned bad
If at the end of the day
All the things I’ve said
Get in the way
Some times I look after myself
Too damned bad
If at the end of the day
We both have to lose
There’s nothing to say

I just seem to destroy myself

I’ve gotta give it up
Wanna give it up
Blind myself to this lie

Gotta give it up
Just wanna give it up
Just pretend that you’re blind

Don’t try to think too much
It makes you feel too much
Keeps your mind on your mind

Don’t wanna think too much
It makes you feel too much
Don’t pretend to your mind

We’ve gotta give it up
Yeah
Wanna give it up
Yeah

Sometimes I think I’m unkind

© 2006, Mosquitobyte
 

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