"Hole"

Oh, what shall I do
What should I say
Life is so confusing
I can't take it another day

I need to find a hole
Crawl in real deep
Hide from all the people
And get me some sleep

They keep coming and talking
Saying stupid things
Why don't they think
Just see what that brings

No matter where I go
When I try to be alone
They always find me
Calling my damn phone

-ET 1995

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