Coffee at 8 just to fuck the damn day.
If I'm not careful, they'll draw blood by May.
I could turn the wheel now before hope is lost..
Life in a cube is all it would cost.
To a place where your hated and shoved back in your shell
You go to compete
I call it hell.
Eyelids touch, waking up in your drool
I'd rather be in the ground today
Than at school. ):
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