And the mind continues on overdrive
I have decided that I prefer to survive
The tide again has turned as in the past
Now the challenge is making it last
With trite little rhymes
Bah, just a waste of my time
I've turned out the light and sleep eludes me
So I pick up the phone and type out some feelings in hopes of settling myself
Trying to shift out of overdrive
I have decided that I prefer to survive
The tide again has turned as in the past
Now the challenge is making it last
With trite little rhymes
Bah, just a waste of my time
I've turned out the light and sleep eludes me
So I pick up the phone and type out some feelings in hopes of settling myself
Trying to shift out of overdrive
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