"Mohammed" by the Dandy Warhols
It came on my ipod as I was walking back to campus
Through the eerie, silent plasticity of midwestern suburbia
Today the skies were heavy with the threat of rain
My body and soul were weary- but I endure, looking forward to deep rest
It just felt right.

Again and again.
I get up and say, I only want to get it right.
I only want to do the right thing, but all these demons harass my soul.
I won't be today, I'm alone again.
No one can make that alive, no one can say they're better not when,
all this freedom you get is a lie.
Again and again.