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And by a prudent flight and cunning save A life which valour could not, from the grave. A better buckler I can soon regain, But who can get another life again? Archilochus

Saturday, August 28, 2021

The Bureaucrat...

 ;p

… I believe I can see the future
'Cause I repeat the same routine
I think I used to have a purpose
Then again, that might have been a dream 
… I think I used to have a voice
Now I never make a sound
And I just do what I've been told
I really don't want them to come around, oh no 
… Every day is exactly the same
Every day is exactly the same
There is no love here and there is no pain
Every day is exactly the same 
… I can feel their eyes are watching
In case I lose myself again
Sometimes I think I'm happy here
Sometimes, yet I still pretend 
… I can't remember how this got started
But I can tell you exactly how it will end 
… Every day is exactly the same
Every day is exactly the same
There is no love here and there is no pain
Every day is exactly the same 
… I'm writing on a little piece of paper
I'm hoping someday I might find
Well I'll hide it behind something
They wont look behind 
… I am still inside here
A little bit comes bleeding through
I wish this could've been any other way
But I just don't know, I don't know
What else I can do 
… Every day is exactly the same
Every day is exactly the same
There is no love here and there is no pain
Every day is exactly the same 
Every day is exactly the same
Every day is exactly the same
There is no love here and there is no pain
Every day is exactly the same

4 comments:

Gert said...

"Everyday is like Sunday"

The Smiths

Gert said...

O/T: what happened to the vaccine 'switch and bait' post?

-FJ the Dangerous and Extreme MAGA Jew said...

It was a mistake... it was meant for my other website https://politicaltealeaves.blogspot.com... where I reposted it.

Gert said...

Oh I see, hombre...