Breakfast at 6pm

Night is day is night is day
Can’t seem to get up from bed
Smell the musty air
Look at your messy hair
Maybe it’s still not too late
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You don’t want to sink back into
The sea of blankets that never let you loose
It gets harder and harder
Time seems faster, no, slower
You don’t want to move even if you could
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The toilet calls, your stomach demands
Nature has to be satisfied the best you can
Drag your body up
Drink from your coffee cup
Don’t you see you’re stuck inside a rut?
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It hits you then
You desolate man
Wondering where your time went
Now you realize that you’re having breakfast at 6pm