Monday, has come around again
I'm in the same old place
With the same old faces, always watching me
Who knows, how long I'll have to stay
Could be a hundred years
Of sweat and tears, at the rate that I get paid
Sometimes, I slowly drift away
From all the dull routine
That's with me every day
A fantasy will come to me…
TFW a new school semester begins tomorrow. I'm going to miss staying up until midnight.
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