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How many hours of this will wane away
At my tolerance
Until I finally give up?
This must be a problem for lot's of people
Or so I hear, as I sit here
Where are they?

Looking around
I hate having this fun.
Looking around
I'd Run
Which direction?
I can't think in day-to-day
Which direction?
I'm going anyway.

I can't stand,
When they do their games,
And I don't think that this
is funny anymore.

How many hours of this will wane away
At my tolerance
Until I finally give up?
I wonder if one day I'll open my mouth
and spit these words out
And go where?

Looking around
I hate having this fun.
Looking around
I'd Run
Which direction?
I can't think in day-to-day
Which direction?
I'm going anyway.
How many hours of this will wane away   At my tolerance   Until I finally give up?   This must be a problem for lot's of people   Or so I hear, as I sit here   Where are they?      Looking around   I hate having this fun.   Looking around   I'd Run   Which direction?   I can't think in day-to-day   Which direction?   I'm going anyway.      I can't stand,   When they do their games,   And I don't think that this   is funny anymore.      How many hours of this will wane away   At my tolerance   Until I finally give up?   I wonder if one day I'll open my mouth   and spit these words out   And go where?      Looking around   I hate having this fun.   Looking around   I'd Run   Which direction?   I can't think in day-to-day   Which direction?   I'm going anyway.