All The Time

In a town,
In a place,
All the time,
All the time.
Here I sit,
Full of shit,
All the time,
All the time.
And the cars
Slowly go
To and fro,
There they go.
And I wait,
And I don't,
Now it's time
Now I know.
All the time,
All the time.
Life can be...
Well nevermind.
I'm just so sick
Of life sometimes.
Makes me tired,
Makes me jealous.
All the time,
All the time.
Hammered emotions
Beat my brain
All the time,
All the time.
Human relations
Are getting to me
All the time,
All the time.
Lights go dim,
Dreams are grim,
But sometimes...
The golden row
Of sunlight flows
throught the tangles
And I know
That things are nice
Sometimes.
I guess I just wish
For it
All the time,
All the time.

C.
A.
Domin
ick


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