Bitchs of Finals

[benfolds91]

in this pity do i wallow,
eating but unable to swallow,
the dread of finals is almost ending,
therefore my days of defending,
my wit and smarts are all over,
must i lie here and wait for rover?
the dog of happiness waits on my doorstep
only one math final to go then i am one step
ahead of the game, never failing,
only to seeing that i am flailing,
to stay above average, to be part of the best
but now i take a rest
to be less then the best, however i detest
the fact that i am not the best,
a born winner, a perfectionist
can only stand by and watch this
with tears in their eyes,
about to cry
aout to give in
about to dim
the lights that light my inner workings
the lights that i lights in the mornings
the light that i have kept aflame
to learn that with fame
comes nothing but hardship
nothing but pain
and yet, i am not famed
but i have defamed my name
my name that has been kept so clean
unfortunatly now do i cling
to my last hopes
my last rites
my last feelings
my last flights
in my dreamed head
to i lurk, about to be wed
to the queen of diasaster
though i must master
my senses and ryhthm
becasue without them
i am nothing

DAMN that was fucking sick (time elapsed: 7:05-7:08)

benja

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