Early morning, wake-up call
You drink your coffee
Drink some more
All my friends have jobs and they get paid
Eye on the future, we drifted apart
You're making some money
You left me behind
She said, Thats okay as long as weve got it made
That's okay as long as we get paid
Start at the end again and again
I am alone now
I've figured it out
We're caught on a merry-go-round
And it doesn't stop
And as I lay me down and pray
Oh God please judge me not by what I've won
And not what I've been paid

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