Counting Sheep

Closing my eyes, counting the sheep
Gun in my mouth, trying to sleep
Everything ends, everything has to
Get well balloons, going insane
Weight of the world, papier-mâché
Gone with the wind, out into nothing

I'm just trying to be easy, agreeable
I don't want to seem needy to anyone, including you

Little Louise drowned in a pool
Billy got killed walking to school
Hope it was quick, hope it was peaceful
Life is a gas, what can you do?
Catheter piss, fed through a tube
Cyst in the brain, blood on the bamboo
Highway to hell's littered with signs
Everything last thing they advertise
I want to buy, I want to sell too

But I don't want to seem greedy, I'm generous
I'm just want to be pleasing to everyone, including you

Tomorrow is shining like a razor blade
And anything's possible if you feel the same

Early to bed, early to rise
Acting my age, waiting to die
Insulin shots, alkaline produce
Temperature's cool, blood pressure's fine
One twenty-one over seventy-five
Scream if you want, no one can hear you

I just trying to be easy, acceptable
I don't want to seem needy to anyone, especially you

Especially you
Especially you
Especially you