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In Friday's nightmare
I was trying to get here to there
to, passing through people everywhere
I got on at my station, running through the
Looking for an elevation would get me a little higher

News of people dying, someone on the stair
for the nation, can we offer up a prayer
There'll be a coronation, a fancy affair
We'll be lined up in formation, but we won't be going

Down the hellhole, to make my way
I get where I wanted, due to an unforeseen delay
The man was as he turned his head to say
Sorry, kid, you're not make it home today
Hey mister, why'd you take my ticket
more to the point, how come I let you
I blame it all on you, or make up my mind to stay
I wish I a way I could forget you

I didn't read the print, y'gotta be on the ball
Some days I'm confident, up against a wall
I wonder where my went, I should have made the call
I like to I'm innocent, but then, don't we all

I got to the location, hoping for the best
But another situation put me to the
A man in black pants, a white shirt, and a red
Had fallen on the track and no one got depressed
Or even guessed he putting on an act
Someone said he'd too much
'Cause he was on his back
It was also duly noted that he to be black
There was a serious lack of anything at all here

What's the difference--I stop
The very least I could have done was a cop
But I passed the news vendor, pursuing my
And I like else, I dropped the ball here

Still trying to get home, I saw a
And put some I had found
They were supposed to work, they did for the man me
But when I dropped them in, they go down

What is going on
Will I ever the truth
How do to deal with the stealing away your daddy's youth
Story after story of disaster barely
You see, common somehow do exist
And anyone can be by lady fortune

So I gathered up my skirt and my wallet in
Grabbed my bag and the I carried my girl child in
she didn't cry, she wasn't scared at all
She could see a happy in the patterns on the wall

And
The next train was the one, but not for the vested man
I try, but there's too many things I'll never
Y'gotta keep on going someone's got a plan
For Friday's tie-dye nightmare and Monday's land
And it is