Sorry to wake you, my fellow bear
I'll slip this song under a rock somewhere
So you can hear it when it's
It hurts to hear you been exhausted
I've seen too many people
By the cruelest to- do lists
Longer than the end credits of
It shocked me to hear about Avicii
Did you see that documentary?
I read Avicii means hell in Buddhism
And hell is what his dream had become
Made me think back on some
So scared of letting anyone down
I worked myself slowly in
Felt the cortisol pumping
When an ad flashed by in my
Didn't know technology had made
Connected it to a USB hub
Dabbed saliva on a cotton bud
And slowly a body rose from
With more clones of me we
A third could focus on the business
And a fourth would send greeting
But soon our focus fell apart
I said "guys, if all of us do our part
We could make it to the moon with our art
I heard the clones bragging
They posted vids of them sipping
On a smoothie while their eyes
Coffee for lunch, email for dinner
In those press photos we've
Exhaustion only happens to a winner
Wear it like a badge of honour
It was not until clone number one
Was hospitalized with palpitations
That they asked themselves
And were horrified by what
And the slaves turned on their master
And posted it with the caption
I hope you're back on your feet again
But if you should need the time to
Take the next month off and I'll cover for you
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