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another cigarette, another cup of coffee another
cup of empty dreams another wasted day i got no
politics no faith no means no anything i got no
confidence no reason to persist cuz i don’t wanna
see, don’t wanna see tommorow and when the day is
done i lie down with insomnia util the rising sun
bathes me in a shroud of uselessness, incompetence
this can’t go on, this makes no sense another days
gone by i can’t find happiness cuz i don’t wanna
see don’t wanna see tommorow i’m gonna take an
elevator ride thireen floors up in the sky and
look down onthis mess someday i’m gonna rise
above this degradation,alienation this whole
fucked up situation, and make it all go away…
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