Living this way...
Struggling to make it another day...
Counting the seconds, the minutes, the hours, the days...
When it will change, I cannot say...
I'm only keeping the monsters at bay...
I'm only saying what you won't say...
The inevitable we can only delay...
In this damp cave we tend to stay...
Tomorrow will our problems fade away?
Will our sky be of blue, or the same, pale grey?
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