In the land of nod, he who sleeps with both eyes open is god. And makes a living off of killing the living one at a time. I am your hammer and sickle I am your ball and chain I am your brain on drugs I seek the peak of bliss and ZZZ is all I wish Reflected in conniption fits I'm jaundiced, gaunted, sick sick sick. Awake. I sleep through day after day but I just want to stay awake I know the path is steep but still I seek the king of sleep Amassed in moss, this ivory face I see cannot be me Tie me off, come on and string me out Collapse the highways to my heart straight from the horses mouth I am the hole in your pocket I am your ball and chain I am your brain on drugs I seek the peak of bliss and ZZZ is all I wish Reflected in conniption fits I'm jaundiced gaunted sick sick sick awake.