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What are you waiting for?
A swirling mass of sheets and covers.
It picks my mind and eats my soul.
It creeps on inside and leaves a hole.
It makes you think that it's pure as gold.
On you it forms an unbreakable hold.
It saps your spirit and takes your mind.
It makes it so there's nothing else to find.
Dripping and seeping down over it all...
I wait for the big stop and stall.
It finally hits and I shift to stand.
I grip the razor blade in my hand.
Slice the tethers and jump away.
Turn around there's not a thing to say.
March away with each step in line.
Whistle and lie... You're doing fine.
Keep this damn pace until the end.
Turn back the page my only friend.
It's me and you we're all alone.
Me and my heart made of stone.
