Feb 2017
You gauge my feverish eyes,
Sick-to-death,
And you hide the medicine
And you serve the ****
A million hours
A million jokes
A million laughs-
All for naught
Sick-to-death,
And you hide the medicine
And you serve the ****
A million hours
A million jokes
A million laughs-
All for naught
Where do lost memories go?
