As I check the time
The clock begins to unwind
As if I’m waiting here for someone
As scarlet eyes can see
With nothing to conceptualize
Yet so much to be done
The bane of all desire shall dawn
As the night grows long
And it cuts the day
But it all blends together anyway
And I'll die sitting here
With hands on my remote and beer
King potato of the couch
And in a glaring haze
My vision slowly starts to fade
As eyes will close and head will slouch
The bane of all desire shall dawn
'Cause there’s something gone
Til the dope kicks in
And the pain I felt will never fill that space again
I hunger for more
I hunger for more
And when the morning comes
I won’t wake up to see the sun
if I even wake at all
Even my boring days
Feel like an endless parade
But the major soon will fall
The bane of all desire shall dawn
As the night grows long
And it cuts the day
But it all blends together anyway
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