Right from the start
I was stabbed in the heart
Didn't know I wasn't breathing
Didn't know I had been bleeding

Opened my door
Thought I was alone but
Someone was hiding
In a dark room in my home

Hum it, you will remember some of it
But if you solve it you will remember all of it

Creeper in my home, crawled in through the window
I grabbed a kitchen knife, couldn't stick it in though
Creeper had his own, shining in the moonlight
My home was very cold, and something didn't feel right

Right from the start
I was stabbed in the heart
Didn't know I wasn't breathing
Didn't know I had been bleeding

Opened my door
Thought I was not alone, but
Someone was hiding in the dark room in my home

Right from the start
I was stabbed in the heart
Didn't know I wasn't breathing
Didn't know I had been bleeding

Opened my door
Thought I was alone, but
Someone was hiding in the dark room in my home

Right from the start
I was stabbed in the heart
Didn't know I wasn't breathing
Didn't know I had been bleeding

Opened my door
Thought I was alone, but
Someone was hiding
In a dark room in my home

Right from the start
I was stabbed in the heart
Didn't know I wasn't breathing
Didn't know I had been bleeding

Opened my door
Thought I was alone but
Someone was hiding
In a dark room in my home

Hum it, you will remember some of it
But if you solve it you will remember all of it

Creeper in my home, crawled in through the window
I grabbed a kitchen knife, couldn't stick it in though
Creeper had his own, shining in the moonlight
My home was very cold, and something didn't feel right

Right from the start
I was stabbed in the heart
Didn't know I wasn't breathing
Didn't know I had been bleeding

Opened my door
Thought I was not alone, but
Someone was hiding in the dark room in my home

Right from the start
I was stabbed in the heart
Didn't know I wasn't breathing
Didn't know I had been bleeding

Opened my door
Thought I was alone, but
Someone was hiding in the dark room in my home

Right from the start
I was stabbed in the heart
Didn't know I wasn't breathing
Didn't know I had been bleeding

Opened my door
Thought I was alone, but
Someone was hiding
In a dark room in my home

I woke up thirsty on an island in the sea
I woke up hungry with hungry cougars surrounding me
I hit the soft spot on the soft spot on my head
It made me tired so I sung from my bed
"I'm ready to die, I'm ready to die, I'm ready to die"

A sword, a switchblade, any way you cut it
I'm not afraid, I know I'm going to get it
Oh, maker of such fine products
As palm trees, and the dead sea

Don't pardon me, there's nothing rude
Things conclude, things conclude!

As I slurred that chorus
The ghosts got Biggie Small sounds like a drill
The death sweat suits me
A death threat provides a thrill
I've seen the world, kissed all the pretty girls
I've said my goodbyes and now I'm ready to die

I woke up thirsty on an island in the sea
I woke up hungry with hungry cougars surrounding me
I hit the soft spot on the soft spot on my head
It made me tired so I sung from my bed
"I'm ready to die, I'm ready to die, I'm ready to die"

A sword, a switchblade, any way you cut it
I'm not afraid, I know I'm going to get it
Oh, maker of such fine products
As palm trees, and the dead sea

Don't pardon me, there's nothing rude
Things conclude, things conclude!

As I slurred that chorus
The ghosts got Biggie Small sounds like a drill
The death sweat suits me
A death threat provides a thrill
I've seen the world, kissed all the pretty girls
I've said my goodbyes and now I'm ready to die

i tried to write a
good haiku but it was one
syllable short

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What it says on the tin. Power management is set to turn my monitors off after a set amount of time. They all instantly come back on. I have resorted to using a screen saver in X11 until this is solved.

Three monitors, different brands: one hdmi->hdmi, one dp->hdmi, dp->dvi (pc->monitor)

Only one of the monitors have input auto-switching and that is disabled.

I am losing my mind even the cli xset dpms force off (X11) or kscreen-doctor --dpms off (Wayland) just has them come back on seconds later.

All the A/V cables are new.

Any suggestions would be appreciated.

Oh, but to just dance on steel, the Sky Pulaski way.
By the fires of Elizabeth, never cease to amaze.
So hats off to the industry's casualties
Tra loo tray lay.
Oh that swamp full of grabbing hands.
Pull you under New Amsterdam.
Chinese boxes hold their secrets well.
How many are there one can never tell.

Got to get religion, they gonna join that underground church
Even the mole people got to get religion.
They gonna join that underground church.

Art class for the bourgeoisies, lab rats for the cat.
Real estate moguls, Chump Towers,
When the wind blows you can hear the windows go rat a tat rat a tat tat tat.

Jimmy Hoffa in the Meadowlands, weighing down that union man.
Grab his ankles, stevedores,
Oh how those Jets do roar.

Got to get religion, they gonna join that underground church
Even the mole people got to get religion.
They gonna join that underground church.

Oh but to just dine on sewage, cold seagull pie.
Wrestle albino alligators and spin the good lie.

Oh that swamp full of grabbing hands.
Pull you under New Amsterdam.
Chinese boxes hold their secrets well.
How many are there one can never tell.

Got to get religion, they gonna join that underground church
Even the mole people got to get religion.
They gonna join that underground church

Oh, but to just dance on steel, the Sky Pulaski way.
By the fires of Elizabeth, never cease to amaze.
So hats off to the industry's casualties
Tra loo tray lay.
Oh that swamp full of grabbing hands.
Pull you under New Amsterdam.
Chinese boxes hold their secrets well.
How many are there one can never tell.

Got to get religion, they gonna join that underground church
Even the mole people got to get religion.
They gonna join that underground church.

Art class for the bourgeoisies, lab rats for the cat.
Real estate moguls, Chump Towers,
When the wind blows you can hear the windows go rat a tat rat a tat tat tat.

Jimmy Hoffa in the Meadowlands, weighing down that union man.
Grab his ankles, stevedores,
Oh how those Jets do roar.

Got to get religion, they gonna join that underground church
Even the mole people got to get religion.
They gonna join that underground church.

Oh but to just dine on sewage, cold seagull pie.
Wrestle albino alligators and spin the good lie.

Oh that swamp full of grabbing hands.
Pull you under New Amsterdam.
Chinese boxes hold their secrets well.
How many are there one can never tell.

Got to get religion, they gonna join that underground church
Even the mole people got to get religion.
They gonna join that underground church

Daylight, I dream of you softly
I wrote you a letter that will never reach you
In Montreal, the days are much colder there
Now you grow older there without me
On the lookout, baby, won't you look out?
A car full of raccoons, I think that I'm crazy
And downtown, the bar lights illuminate
Lost in a cityscape where I try to find you

You walk like a miracle, bathing in starlight
Your voice burning holes in the frame
I danced in the parking lot, cried in the taxi home
'Cause I still remember your name

And oh, I'm not in love anymore, anymore
But I will keep you close to me forever

Moonlight, I dream of you endlessly
Drowning in reverie, waiting for morning
Dim light, I'm drunk at the bar again
Holding a stranger's hand, a crowd with no faces

And there you are, beautiful just like the first time
You reach out, I'm shaking again
You're gone in a moment, you leave me alone
But I swear you were real in my hands

And oh, I'm not in love anymore, anymore
But I will keep you close to me forever

Well, I know these words might mean nothing now
I'm stuck in this ghost town
Your softness still haunts me
Someday I'll find my way out of here
If you don't change your mind, my dear
I'll take you with me

Daylight, I dream of you softly
I wrote you a letter that will never reach you
In Montreal, the days are much colder there
Now you grow older there without me
On the lookout, baby, won't you look out?
A car full of raccoons, I think that I'm crazy
And downtown, the bar lights illuminate
Lost in a cityscape where I try to find you

You walk like a miracle, bathing in starlight
Your voice burning holes in the frame
I danced in the parking lot, cried in the taxi home
'Cause I still remember your name

And oh, I'm not in love anymore, anymore
But I will keep you close to me forever

Moonlight, I dream of you endlessly
Drowning in reverie, waiting for morning
Dim light, I'm drunk at the bar again
Holding a stranger's hand, a crowd with no faces

And there you are, beautiful just like the first time
You reach out, I'm shaking again
You're gone in a moment, you leave me alone
But I swear you were real in my hands

And oh, I'm not in love anymore, anymore
But I will keep you close to me forever

Well, I know these words might mean nothing now
I'm stuck in this ghost town
Your softness still haunts me
Someday I'll find my way out of here
If you don't change your mind, my dear
I'll take you with me

That's a long, long line, that's outside (that's outside)
That's my hometown, sold that shit out twice (yeah, two times)
At the wrong place, at the wrong time
If I die, take my hard drive, every song you find
Put it all online, yeah

Please don't act like we were close
Don't go comment on my post
Don't send flowers to my folks
When I was livin', you were ghost

I gotta go, I don't know if I'm ready
The snow in the bag, it don't fall like confetti
It's me and my brothers, it's Ed, Edd n Eddy
Yeah, hop in the car, it's a Honda or Chevy
He charged me an arm and a leg, but whatever
As long as it get me like Mario Andretti (wow)

Sound like an awful year
All they got to offer is thoughts and prayers
Pretty fast talk, like an auctioneer
You cannot afford what it cost to care
Showed no love for the long career
Now the shows over, it's off the air
Growin' up, I never thought it'd be like this
Tryna be like Skip, I never lost a hair

Do it for the fam, fuck all the data
And for the fans, thank y'all for the latter
Everybody else, thank y'all for the chatter
(Hey batta, batta, hey batta, batta bat)
Swingin' for the fence, lookin' for a couple hits
Like a home run ball to Saturn
I felt like Marshall Mathers, when he lost a battle
But I won that war, and that's all that matters

80 proof, it's in the puddin'
Penicillin with the Hennessy
That's the taste of my own medicine
That's what makes it my remedy
They tried erasing my memory, I think that creates an identity
I think that's what makes you my enemy
But you not replacing my legacy, no, no

That's a long, long line, that's outside (that's outside)
That's my hometown, sold that shit out twice (yeah, two times)
At the wrong place, at the wrong time
If I die, take my hard drive, every song you find
Put it all online, yeah

Please don't act like we were close
Don't go comment on my post
Don't send flowers to my folks
When I was livin', you were ghost