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On My Mind

Written December 19, 2024 Constantly find myself looking for a thrill Another day another week another year but still I might as well be right back where it all began Still looking in the stands for my biggest fan Nothing compares to the fever dream Yet I think I might be running out of steam At times I dream of the corner office At times I can’t escape the dripping faucet I lie awake most nights from 2-4 Like clockwork my mind can’t ignore I’d trade anything for an ounce of peace Give up a pound of flesh to these mental streets I know you’re always on my mind Cause everything is always on my mind You tell me one day that it’ll all be fine But until then I might just lose my mind Waiting for someone to pluck me from the vine And pick me out the finest box of pine

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