I drive a routine, I'll make it my grave,
My eyes haven't seen hardship, my tears are fake,
I'm sleeping as I stand, awake long enough to twitch,
Never awake long enough to change or care, really care,
I want life, not the life I was promised by the mouths that didn't want me to have it,
Twenty-seven down, I'm waiting for the punch line.
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