Sitting alone in a room full of strangers,
It's too dark to see and too light to hide.
If I said I want to be here, I lied.
Sitting too high for a toilet, too low for a throne,
I hate it when my feet don't touch the floor.
Tomorrow, I'll be sore.
I take another drink
To ease my mind.
It doesn't.
It's too dark to see and too light to hide.
If I said I want to be here, I lied.
Sitting too high for a toilet, too low for a throne,
I hate it when my feet don't touch the floor.
Tomorrow, I'll be sore.
I take another drink
To ease my mind.
It doesn't.
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