just how i think i guess
you know
the kind of garbage that
flows out of a
caffeine-deprived
depraved
brain in the sunny
afternoon time
but i can't sing
these days i'm
sad to say
cause i burnt my sheet music
and woke up one day
not knowing
what an aria is
anymore
kind of a waste
but life's like that
and so is
garbage
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