Not a whole lot, not a whole lot changes

I'm too many heartbeats a minute
My bed is sheet-twisted and I'm sleepless
My brain is baffled, boggled, and battle-fatigued
I'm my career, I'm radio static, I am my income, traffic, the car I drive
I'm panic and I need TV for my dreams
Seventh eleven seventh heaven
I'm green I want I need I want I need convenience
I am addicted I am six digits
Ambitions bloating I'm busy noisy
Infidelities to the dream I had of who I might to
I'm caffeinated and incorporated
Cog in the wheel of machinery
Naked aggressive, nightly newish, and stress related
I'm crack cocaine and cholesterol
I play hard ball, I mean business and I've got a hard on for hate
What is a god and whose is this country
When it's only chity me and mine
I see my life flash before me when I try to sleep
I am a product

Not a whole lot, not a whole lot changes
I can I...can...I...can

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