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On the couch, barely awake,
something eating away at you
Just sitting time
because it there's never anything else to do
And when you get up and go,
all you can do is yourself to a breaking point
And then you puke and you're at a starting again

And it seems the same
It's like nothing will ever
A lot of is about all I can gain
If I make it anywhere,
wonder if see a reason to care
I'll probably keep groaning nothing's fair

You on complaining and complaining more,
even though got a lot going your way
But when you're so empty inside,
then a lot, it means nothing anyway
A bottle is the only worth opening
Right now it all just seems to
"Where will you be a year now?"
With no ambition, a question like that can't much

I'll probably keep telling myself fair,
'cause nothing ever seems
This isn't