My eyes feel heavy
and round
I want to go
lie down
There's a song
stuck in my brain
refusing to
leave
to go
away
Life's got a funny
way of
making you
feel lame
And it's so odd
how one
can seem
to be so
tame
The song
is getting louder
now
I feel fat like
a pregnat cow
There's boredom
filling up
all the empty
unfilled places
I think i'm going
to sink wearing
the monotonous crown
The song is
fading away
It's heading towards
the arcadde
We'll go and get real crazy
Dance and not
be lazy
I'll even fill my
cup all the way
with vodka and
mabye
I won't need
to spend
my time hiding in an
empty cave
Mabye I've found
a way
And I think
it's safe enough to say
I'm gonna
stay.
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