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so much in the making but so little time to spend
i waste most of the daytime feeling sorry for myself
behind a screen, half asleep, waiting for a sign
hours turn into days and the weeks pass by

my heart keeps bounding, it's the coffee that i'm drinking
i'm way more controlled than i like to be thinking
just like you or the ones on the other side
hours turn into days and the weeks pass by
weeks turn into month and the years they fly

it's a parody of my original intentions i planned to be wide awake
and now here i am time runs through my fingers like sand
trying to find something else to blame

got to stop pretending 'cause it's tearing me apart
once you get it out it's no as hard
as you imagined it to be lying awake at night
hours turn into days and the weeks pass by
weeks turn into months and the years they fly

it's a parody of my original intentions i planned to be wide awake
and now here i am time runs through my fingers like sand
trying to find something else to blame

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from Sing the Book of Etiquette, released October 17, 2015

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