People are damn gone
No one cares, shown
And still, on the bed, I yawn
I make the most sleep at dawn
When the believers atone
When the aspirants go for a marathon
When the bliss is all over on
I am a shitty stinky alone
To no one known
Dunno why I was born
Keep lying maintain the mourn
Life is super on
Yet I'm pissed off and torn
I am tired to the bone
At all done!
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