AWAKE

Awake, yet unamused
I’m undercover suffering with no desire to move
My entire being is dreaming of leaving this room
It’s just my overtired feet refuse
As soon as I choose to put on my shoes the beatin’ resumes
But I figured it out, the medicine goes down better with a little sugar on the spoon.
It’s true, look at me, I’m living proof,
Look at me with my neck in a noose
If it wasn’t for my momma’s chicken soup
I’d be a tickin’ time bomb impossible to diffuse
Dial up the cops I’m in hot pursuit
And out to avenge my relatives who
Got locked in a boxcar and removed
Numbers on their arms tattooed
No nazi no Holocaust will ever stop me from being a Jew
I mean it too, you ain’t gotta clue about any of the things I’ve been through
Turning CHARLiE hard as bricks was caused by lies and chicks with mental issues
It still continues, all these negative conditions don’t improve
It’s like the whole world is crying and I’m runnin’ out of tissues
I’ve got more than a few loose screws and my marbles are lost like gilligan’s crew
On a desert island and I’m quickly losing hope of getting rescued
What’s next up on the menu, play yet another show at another venue
Break another girl apart, though I never did intend to
Become such a superstar cause I’m nothing special
Let’s all be intellectuals, and see my heart as more than atriums and ventricles
Don’t just assume, my unconventional views are just me dazed and confused
‘Cause I’m not, I got no excuse, but I do have friends to introduce
See this is dancing, this is flying, this is standing, this is trying
This is loss, this is treasure, this is strength beyond all measure
This is pain, this is mercy, this is breaking, this is burning
This is mine, this is gonna be fine, these paper cuts will heal with time

Arise, with a new sense of purpose to keep alive
There’s truth under the disguise
There’s truth under the disguise
I’m ready for the fight
But I, won’t be wasting time
Dreaming of sleep tonight…

Awake although I’d much rather be asleep
I’m jealous of the dead who get forever to rest in peace
I’m definitely gonna have to pull a little bo peep
Cause the flock of sheep, with the numbers on their fleece go free
To greener pastures the first chance they get to leave,
Though I was countin’ on them to lead me into a field of dreams,
But they just stampede, and trample me beneath their feet,
I can’t believe I ever trusted, what looked so sweet,
And fluffy cause really nothing is what it seems to be
Nothing is gonna come around to see that I’m released
From these boundaries, surrounding me, they try to devour me, outwardly
Maybe cause I’m kosher and low in calories
I just want my dad and mom to be proud of me
I forget that I’m allowed to breathe
Only after the curtains go down and my crowd is pleased
Then I’m put back at ease, load up the magazine,
Attach to the gat and squeeze for rapid relief
Lacking a beat inside my chest cavity, filled to capacity with sadness and tragedy,
Has anyone ever asked what life is, if it’s lived unhappily?
Such dramatics we gotta get past what doesn’t matter in reality
Like the type of car we drive, our diamonds, houses, yachts, and yearly salaries
Physicality refined with a black hat as I wrap straps of my phylacteries
T’fillin near my heart and between my eyes make me strong just like a maccabee
Cause I’m in the middle of a battle, between gut reaction and my sanity
No plan or strategy just my ass on a cactus and I manage to sit passively
I’m knee deep, in disaster; I’m the master of catastrophe
Tomorrow is collateral damage, my last bit of hope the only casualty
So please G-d let me find romance and take it to the marriage canopy
Let my wife give me the strength to smash the glass and start a family
Help me to be righteous, pious, and inspired to give charity
But most of all in uncertain times, bless me with some clarity

Arise, with a new sense of purpose to keep alive
There’s truth under the disguise
There’s truth under the disguise
I’m ready for the fight
But I, won’t be wasting time
Dreaming of sleep tonight…