| I gaze an eye on those two hands that spin the time
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| The hands are drenched in syrup, a seemingly endless time
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| I’ll wait and see. |
| I’ll wait and see, but there’s no use
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| Because nothing ever happens, nothing, when boredom rears its ugly head
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| YESTERDAY CAME AND WENT AWAY. |
| NEVER CARED TO SAY GOODBYE
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| I start my quest for the holy remote control
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| Which runs the day on fast-forward, and skips those boring parts
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| I’m wasting time, I wish I had something more important
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| To waste my time on, but I have not, as boredom rears its ugly head
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| YESTERDAY CAME AND WENT AWAY. |
| NEVER CARED TO SAY GOODBYE
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| I’m busy sleeping my day away. |
| Fully scheduled, that’s a lie
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| Yesterday came and went away. |
| Never cared to say goodbye
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| YESTERDAY WAS LIKE ANY OTHER DAY. |
| BOREDOM REARED ITS UGLY HEAD |