Can that be the death of you?/ well you do need to regenerate.
Two jobs, school, and relations/Aww, making time will be like pulling teeth.
Man all my eyes want to do is see the back of my eye lids.
Watch the colors bounce around in the dark./the music melody playing in the back ground.
What is this?
I dont know why dont you tell me.../How am I suppose to know.
Work at 7 am, YUCK./Yuck, is so right.
That is torture to a night owl.
Am i changing? When all i want to do is sleep?
Dude, who know who cares.
The lights always go out in the end.
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