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Think I’ll stay in today and just lie in bed Waste my day, waste away Maybe I’ll get up around 2 and just junk out on the sofa But man, it’s so far It’s like way down the hall in the living room the dying room where the space cadet expires room Subhuman mind wandering, degenerate suspended in the here and now Absolution defined by pondering on opiates repentant look, skin worn and sallow Depleted mind set, sorrowful hindsight the motivational lament of a wasted timeline Mind explorer of inner visions spell bind aura of my own prison Self-inflicted fatalism surrendered soul lost to attrition
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Aug 6, 2022
Aug 6, 2022 at 8:46 AM UTC
Lazy Bones
Think I’ll stay in today and just lie in bed Waste my day, waste away Maybe I’ll get up around 2 and just junk out on the sofa But man, it’s so far It’s like way down the hall in the living room the dying room where the space cadet expires room Subhuman mind wandering, degenerate suspended in the here and now Absolution defined by pondering on opiates repentant look, skin worn and sallow Depleted mind set, sorrowful hindsight the motivational lament of a wasted timeline Mind explorer of inner visions spell bind aura of my own prison Self-inflicted fatalism surrendered soul lost to attrition
darrell-howland
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46/M/London
Aug 6, 2022
Aug 6, 2022 at 8:46 AM UTC
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