just remember that its my hand that opened this vein so youre excused from all the future entanglements well never have. precious rubies spell out, welcome home, on a banner streaming across the sky looking westward. i found myself in a tv plot that i dont want to act in. im not a child anymore, so why do i have to raise my hand? im counting lessons ill never learn on twenty fingers and twenty toes. i dont want to sleep it off tonight but i can still outrun the reruns with my friends of yesteryear. maybe its better we never see each other and live for right now. its time for bed so wrap yourself in false friendships that you created yourself. maybe its better to sleep in or wake up. wake up. im waking up.