Permanent Plans When the music stops & the people filter, The tv's not on and there's no one on twitter. I close my eyes and dream of an existence, One with more honesty and some kind of consistence. Where I live it's hum drum, lazy and abandoned, I often think of the turning point, and how it all happened. It doesn't get me down I'm not about to commit, But I can't wait for the day that's upon me soon, When I can just fuck off and split!
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