I wake up in the basement, I'm so hungry, I'm dry, I must be here sleepwalking, mustn't I? Getting up from my easy chair, looking for my wife, Following a trail of crimson spots that lead into the night. Suddenly I realize, I see it all through freelance, These crimson spots are dripping from my hair, It makes me feel like a man. It makes me feel like a man. It makes me feel like a man.
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