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I swam across a desert Just to find my clothes I reached an island On a peninsula I knew I started thinking of myself How there's no place to go Now that I'm on my feet It's like counting sheep when they're not there I've walked across the ocean Just to find my shoes I wore the soles off And I couldn't find my boat I started thinking of my thoughts I risk with perfect circle Of 44 in stones It's like counting sheep when they're not there Broken thoughts of a million scratching wolves I'm not comfortable And I'm uncomfortable In your place And I'm not comfortable And I'm not comfortable Which I hate Which I hate And there's too many people for you to blame Will I stay? I'm not comfortable