Sunday, March 29, 2009

Lonely

14 hours, 13 days
It still feels wasted
Stumblin' 'round in grey haze
Through halls and mazes
Weld the shackles, play the keys
This is my routine
A latchkey lock stares right through me
Iron Irony


Lonely, Lonely
I'm so Lonely, Lonely



These tramps won't forget my rhymes
I beg, but nothing
Agoraphobia in my eyes
I'm sure it's telling
Solitary confinement
Seemed like an ideal
But you can't bounce concepts and dreams
Off walls and windows

Lonely, Lonely
I'm so Lonely, Lonely

Though the owls fly at 3
This wisdoms heavy
Charisma yes, savvy nay
I'm not accoustomed
Damn this arbitrary choir
One person's many
Is this what they call
Life worth living?

Lonely, Lonely
I'm so Lonely, Lonely

Lonely, Lonely
I'm so Lonely, Lonely

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