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Text: Flotsam And Jetsam. Me.

I feel guilty about being alive
I've been hiding out in the basement of my mind
If I don't keep moving my feet will fall asleep
It gets a little harder when the snow's too deep

What I take, I take on the chin
They keep asking, "Hey, what's wrong with him?"

I look alone but there's a crowd I see
I know that you can't tell which one is me
If I don't keep moving my feet will fall asleep
It gets a little harder when the snow's too deep

Waiting for my help
Hope you can hold your breath
Not doing anything is what I do best

I look alone but it's a crowd I see
I know that you can't tell which one is me
If I don't keep moving my feet will fall asleep
You know that I can't tell which one is me

I know that you can't tell which one is me
You know that I can't tell which one is me
Which one is me
Which one is me