In dead lines, no sleep This job is killing me slowly Oh well, I'll keep quiet counting sheep Emily Emily Emily It whispers This apple's crawling with worms Home for Christmas Me and her don't speak much Emily Emily Emily Inside this machinery Everybody's crazy Not me, maybe I've had this feeling lately Bad dreams can't keep 'em out There's things that I don't talk about Memories swallow them down I hope they never find me out Find me out Find me