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Coffee On December 26th

A little bitter cup of joe to snap me from my daydream A slightly soggy pancake that makes me want a cup of water I'm firmly locked in place, I've graduated, see No need to move back to that little place I was always begging to leave Yet that pitiful room is calling My desire to go is appalling A tiny little paradise of so many little things that I Had not even discovered in the years that I had dreamed them And yet they're calling me I'm working for a beautiful wage Yet my dreams and wants are eighty miles away I want to chase them Reality's not so pretty It really is such a pity Bitter like a cup of coffee after Christmas I'm living my college dream in distress I never was supposed to miss this There's an artificial tree blinking in my memories Tying that pitiful living room together, yeah A revolving door of strangers filling out that spooky room Drinking strange brews and smoking stuff That makes it smell just like a tomb I wanted to break free so bad Yet the thought of it makes me so sad A beautiful cityscape A perfect little dream I couldn't appreciate Until it vanished I'd love to go back there one day Til then, I'm heading to work in dismay Bitter like a cup of coffee before New Year's A lucid daydream of all of my fears Let me drown those days in some cheap beers Come on, keep me afloat with all of my daydreams So I can float to work in the cool streams Of things I shouldn't have missed at all.

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