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Drawing blanks.
Drawing blanks in a lonely room.
Guess I got there way too soon.
Too late for sun to early for moon,
stuck somewhere tomorrow morning.
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Can't seem to find a way out.
So I'll go ahead and fill my mouth,
and sit there and try to figure out
where the hell the exit's at.
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I'm too brave to run, too scared to fight.
So I cut my loses and try to hide,
and make believe that I'm alright.
but I'll see you in the morning.
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Getting high off of nicotine.
Setting myself on fire with caffeine.
Trying to get up from a bad dream.
Which I'm having with wide eyes open.
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Getting drunk off of inferiority.
Convincing myself I'm a minority.
but then they say I'm a majority,
of those who just aren't right.
