Agitation Not afterglow, but overblow Not moonlight, but spotlight While I have shrunken my old age And gone soft all over Give me the morphine sleep I crave That slap in the face for hysteria Replace my bones with plastic joints Remove my breast so I can slip through gates Give me knees so weak I have to roll And boys that make suicide impossible I don't wanna have to go out in peace No talking, no snoring, no dreaming And my lungs collapsing in unison