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Yet another sluggard hour stumbles past, it's no wonder life looks better through the bottom of a glass.
These bitter litanies you keep repeating, are verbal fingers down my mental blackboard screeching.
Each moment in your company was of more quantity than quality.
My hopes and dreams - transparent phantoms, this wayward son's irrational anthems.
Not worth spending quantity time, life is hunger - life is pain.
Never ending quantity time, toe the line - take the strain.
Awake in bad in quantity time, hate to say
I told you so.
Long time dead in quantity time, next stop
Hell - not far to go.
My vision is obscured - blurred by tears of anger, these four walls a prison where
I rot in stagnant languor.
My broken heart screams out "someone repair me" - or please lay me in the cemetery. '
Cause you've taken all that's best, you see, so
I'll lay to rest the rest of me.
You cannot hold a dream to ransom - or silence my irrational anthem.
Not worth spending quantity time, life is hunger - life is pain.
Never ending quantity time, toe the line - take the strain.
Awake in bad in quantity time, hate to say
I told you so.
Long time dead in quantity time, next stop
Hell - not far to go.
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