Weight from Dick Hickey by Dick Hickey

I am a burning fever.
A whirlwind ether.
A mouth-breather.
I won't collapse beneath the weight.
I am too aware
I'm not a sooth-sayer
A forgotten prayer.
I won't collapse beneath the weight.

I will see you later.
A smooth operator.
A tension-maker.
I won't collapse beneath the weight.
I am the storm brewing.
Don't know what I'm doing.
Still feel queued in.
Things are going to go my way.

It doesn't mean a thing anymore
when adversary seems to face me.
I'm a shadow on your beating shore.
Such is life, c'est la vie.

Won't be catching any Zzz's
but it don't bother me
because every day seems to float on by.
I am the cause of my disease.
There's no hypocrisy
to substantiate.
It's just do or die.

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