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.