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trapped inside my own existence
faced the beast of self resistance
whether it's best to hope or pray
Is it an odd or even day ?
could it matter anyway ?

lookin for some mortuary
morbid sense is quite contrary
but don't ask me how i know
Cause i can't tell you so
It's just time for me to go

Lived and loved and left benign
time to leave this world behind
with new adventure what i'll find
as i planned this new excursion
she threatened to file my desertion

so on my travels round the world
leave her at home with just the girls
when the trip is under way
i'll need a nightly place to stay
watch out poets, comin' your way