singing my own eulogy
From a whisper on your couch
to the words in your mouth
they come pouring out without
a single reflection. did you mean
it when you said it? do you say it just for attention?
i need the truth, cause it seems to me,
that we're stuck inside a play,
with no changing scenes, yeah were stuck inside
a world with no changing seasons, and i know there's
gotta be a valid reason
for your busy schedule,
and your to-do list
but if I'm at the bottom,
i'd rather just not be on it...
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