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Todays been a career day futures made and fortunes lost.
As I'm standing in the lobby waiting for the elevator to take me away-
up to nine or ten or maybe eleven.
The sound of sirens fading as she whispers in my ear.
She's saying, "It's too late to wish sucess,
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so get undressed and please just come to bed.
Cuz I'm the last real thing you've got,
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you're cursed by all ambitious thought.
Is that all you've got?"
As for you, you spin a story like a spider spins a web.
See that's a metaphor, no wait, a simile.
I'm still learning but I think I'm getting better.
Oh if im not tortured how are we ever going to relate?
I've been condemned by those I love -
wishing me the worst as I try my best.
But she's the last real thing I've got.
I'm cursed by all ambitious thoughts.
Is that all youve got?
love close your eyes
and cover, cover your ears -
for the end is near.
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But the beggining is here.
In with the outro and out with the old
(Repeat the line above about a million times, then end it...)
We'll be together in the morning