Take Stock Of What I Have

As my mind darkens
 I take stock of what I have
 Stare, stare at my palms and count my limbs
 Two arms and two legs
 Wipe the car window clean
 The ghosts are dancing
 Just as they were when I was 15 and the walls would bend
 Now, drown out the howling
 It's not what you think
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 Please no, don't follow the riddles
 They'll lead you to strange places in your head
 Crawl, crawl my way back
 For I don't know where is up and where is down anymore
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 The ghosts are dancing
 Just as they were when I was 15 and the walls would bend
 Now, drown out the howling
 It's not what you think
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 The ghosts are dancing
 Just as they were when I was 15 and the walls would bend
 Now drown out the howling
 It's not what you think