Sterile…by Jessie 8/05
There isn’t much in a sterile life
There is no color, the walls are white
The floors are cold, on my feet
There is no flavor to the food I eat
The only smell, is of alcohol
In this sterile life
People come and people go
None of them really want to know
What it’s like to live in a sterile life
They look at you with big blank stares
Don’t get close, don’t you dare
Contaminate this sterile life
Not much to do but sit and think
Hours go by and I never blink
Time is slow in a sterile life
Wipe things down, one more time
Make them sparkle make them shine
No room for germs in a sterile life
Well… day goes by and night will fall
No excitement here at all
It’s just a sterile life
It gets sunny, if you let it in
But then why bother, you think again
It will only ruin a perfectly good sterile day
Don’t try to love don’t try to hate
Your living in a sterile state
There really isn’t much in a sterile life
Feb 7, 2018
Feb 7, 2018 at 10:41 AM UTC
Sterile…by Jessie 8/05
There isn’t much in a sterile life
There is no color, the walls are white
The floors are cold, on my feet
There is no flavor to the food I eat
The only smell, is of alcohol
In this sterile life
People come and people go
None of them really want to know
What it’s like to live in a sterile life
They look at you with big blank stares
Don’t get close, don’t you dare
Contaminate this sterile life
Not much to do but sit and think
Hours go by and I never blink
Time is slow in a sterile life
Wipe things down, one more time
Make them sparkle make them shine
No room for germs in a sterile life
Well… day goes by and night will fall
No excitement here at all
It’s just a sterile life
It gets sunny, if you let it in
But then why bother, you think again
It will only ruin a perfectly good sterile day
Don’t try to love don’t try to hate
Your living in a sterile state
There really isn’t much in a sterile life
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