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"Looking For Footprints"

I want a back seatBecause I'm dead beatI'm respiratingTwo
[unverified] of the [unverified]Gives us sleepyheads,
sleepyheadsThe road ahead,
it takes us to our bedSleepyheads,
sleepyheadsOur minds they race but our bodies are deadJust
like looking for footprintsLooking for footprintsThe
lights are twistedEach one is mistedTo far and countingHead
nod in twentyGives us sleepyheads,
sleepyheadsThe road ahead,
it takes us to our bedSleepyheads,
sleepyheadsOur minds they race but our bodies are dead