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To think that I would die this time
Isolated in the room where the bed rises
Photographic ordinary people are everywhere
Extraordinary histories, ordinary histories, ordinary histories
I'll find sleep, I'll find peace
Or in death you'll sleep with me
To figure that it was my fault
Or so I've come to realize life is not about
Love with someone (ordinary people are everywhere)
Extraordinary people are, ordinary people are, ordinary people are
Everywhere you look, everywhere you turn
Illness is watching, waiting its turn
Did I go at it wrong?
Did I go intentionally to destroy me?
I'm suffering in noise I'm suffering in (touching ordinary body)
The burning from within the burning from with (ordinary hysteria)
I could not be at rest, I could not be at peace (extraordinary hysteria)
So do yourself a good, or do yourself a death from ordinary causes
Or do yourself a favor, or do yourself a death from ordinary causes
Illness likes to prey upon the lonely, prey upon the lonely
Wave goodbye, oh, I would rather be, but I would rather be fine
I want to be well, I want to be well
I want to be well, I want to be well
And I forgive you even
As you choke me that way
With the pill or demon
And the shrouded shalom
Under conversation
In tremendous weight of
A crowd of ages outside
Dressed for murder
I'm not fucking around
I'm not, I'm not, I'm not fucking around
And shall I kiss you even as you take me that way?
With the pill or demon as my body changes
Apparitions gone awry
They surround me, all sides
But from within I see an unholy changes
I'm not fucking around
I'm not, I'm not, I'm not fucking around
Isolated in the room where the bed rises
Photographic ordinary people are everywhere
Extraordinary histories, ordinary histories, ordinary histories
I'll find sleep, I'll find peace
Or in death you'll sleep with me
To figure that it was my fault
Or so I've come to realize life is not about
Love with someone (ordinary people are everywhere)
Extraordinary people are, ordinary people are, ordinary people are
Everywhere you look, everywhere you turn
Illness is watching, waiting its turn
Did I go at it wrong?
Did I go intentionally to destroy me?
I'm suffering in noise I'm suffering in (touching ordinary body)
The burning from within the burning from with (ordinary hysteria)
I could not be at rest, I could not be at peace (extraordinary hysteria)
So do yourself a good, or do yourself a death from ordinary causes
Or do yourself a favor, or do yourself a death from ordinary causes
Illness likes to prey upon the lonely, prey upon the lonely
Wave goodbye, oh, I would rather be, but I would rather be fine
I want to be well, I want to be well
I want to be well, I want to be well
And I forgive you even
As you choke me that way
With the pill or demon
And the shrouded shalom
Under conversation
In tremendous weight of
A crowd of ages outside
Dressed for murder
I'm not fucking around
I'm not, I'm not, I'm not fucking around
And shall I kiss you even as you take me that way?
With the pill or demon as my body changes
Apparitions gone awry
They surround me, all sides
But from within I see an unholy changes
I'm not fucking around
I'm not, I'm not, I'm not fucking around
Lyrics submitted by strykerchick
I Want to Be Well Lyrics as written by Sufjan Stevens
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
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To think that I would die this time Isolated in the room where the bed rises Photographic ordinary people are everywhere Extraordinary histories, ordinary histories, ordinary histories
I'll find sleep, I'll find peace, or in death you'll sleep with me.
To figure that it was my fault Or so I've come to realize life is not about Love with someone - (ordinary people are everywhere) Extraordinary people are, ordinary people are, ordinary people are
Everywhere you look, everywhere you turn, illness is watching, waiting its turn.
Did I go at it wrong? Did I go intentionally to destroy me? I'm suffering in noise I'm suffering in - (touching ordinary body) The burning from within the burning from with - (ordinary is scary now) I could not be at rest, I could not be at peace - (extraordinary is scary now)
So do yourself a good, or do yourself a death from ordinary causes Or do yourself a favor, or do yourself a death from ordinary causes
Illness likes to prey upon the lonely, prey upon the lonely When it bites, oh, I would rather be dead, I would rather give up.
I want to be well, I want to be well, I want to be well, I want to be well.
And I forgive you even As you choke me that way With the pill or demon and the shrouding Under conversation In tremendous weight of A crowd of ages outside Dressed for murder
I'm not fucking around I'm not, I'm not, I'm not fucking around
And shall I kiss you even as you take me that way? With the pill or demon as my body changes Apparitions gone awry They surround me, all sides From what am I seeing, only changes
I'm not fucking around I'm not, I'm not, I'm not fucking around