I’m getting nowhere, nowhere fast, past the places you want to be. Stuck in a rut with the hours passing until I dream in bed.
I’m waiting for a time when I’ll find something more to life than sitting around.
No time to do anything, not in the mood to do anything, when all I want to do is find the end of the day.
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