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A Future Unknown
trembling fingers
i was stuck in the 5'o'clock zone
with my future unknown
the night getting dark
sitting on the couch
my hopes turning to stone
tugging at my sleeves
weighed down by regret
now it seems
i am all alone
i was stuck in the 5'o'clock zone
with my future unknown
the night getting dark
sitting on the couch
my hopes turning to stone
tugging at my sleeves
weighed down by regret
now it seems
i am all alone
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