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- Four hundred flat, eighty six thousand
- A given allowance that each day allows us
- Ponder it and think, how will I use it?
- Usually abuse it, and often I lose it.
- A few minutes spent, sweating for the rent.
- Everything else puts me deep in the red.
- Sore in my bed, impatient for death.
- A few more minutes it'll be my last breath.
- The future is the past, and when I look back
- I weep for the millions of minutes that I had.
- How did I use them? Where is the do again?
- Now I'm wound up, a fragile spool of thread
- Weeping and mourning, eager for morning
- Waiting to live in a place with no morning
- Why did I do it? Man I was stupid
- Life woke me up but I slept in and snoozed it
- This isn't ancient, nor is it dated
- This is me now, complacently lazin'
- I know of my faults, all of my wrongs
- Where is the force that will make me move on?
- I'm wondering why, why can't I feel
- Pain that is soon to become very real
- I'm mystified, always pissed inside
- Heart made of ice, never is liquefied.
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- Frantically panicking, can it be a manic thing?
- Heart can't deliver what a candle wick brings.
- Wish I could buy back minutes that I had.
- Facebook, YouTube made them die fast.
- Self control lacker, self claimed slacker.
- Life holds me close, and Hell can't grasp her.
- Still I am a bird, that never flew south.
- I bought a new laptop, sat on the couch.
- Living in a nest that I never helped build.
- Never learned to fly so I might as well chill.
- King of all losers, mirrors appoint me.
- Mother and father bird know I'm disappointing.
- Living to die, and dying to live.
- Addicted to easy and trying to quit.
- Feeling at fault, wet hot salt.
- I'm always succumbing when rest stops call.
- Where is my drive? Is it alive?
- Question the sky and receive no reply.
- So I wait...maybe it's fate
- Maybe this hate is gonna fade one day.
- After all, God's got a plan for me
- Even though I worry when He doesn't answer me.
- I know that He's there, I know that He cares.
- But why am I sad, hopeless, angry and scared?
- It must be intended that my life is a dead end.
- Quick to be pissed when my future is mentioned.
- The hands of a clock are never gonna fail.
- Spinning on a cog only God can prevail.
- Every second missed, never can be fixed.
- Use what you got, what you got is a gift.
- Four hundred flat, eighty six thousand.
- It could be your last, so you better start countin'
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