Shell shocked from the disguise you wore
Discombobulated by your asking for only more
Stuttered, my speech with your breath in my ear
Sweating like I know that this is my true fear
Searchlights on the horizon for my self-control
Smackwhomped from the loss of my soul

Shaking like a leaf on a tree,
Because you’re here with me.

Stumbling on my words down a proverbial flight of stairs
Screaming for help, but it always seems like nobody cares..
Tackling my fears as I claw into the air
but nothing gets you in gear like a good scare.

08/30/2003

Author's Note: I made the word up a long time ago to refer how you feel the day after a rave.. or a hard night of drinking.. basically another word for hangover...

Posted on 08/30/2003
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