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Stuck in Groundhog's Day

another groundhog's day
doing the same old thing  
bleeding my heart out
for people that use me
just another number
punch in, punch out  
with the question of, why?
Iím so sick of this
but I see no other way out  
looking at expensive houses
all starry eyed
itís enough to make a man go insane
always working myself senseless
with lies that they feed
I wonder  
when can I stop looking up?
always so down
all the way to the ground  
just cattle  
being led to the slaughter
so what should I believe
when Iím already broken?
sick of being told what is possible
from people that only ever
sit on their fucking ass
I look in their eyes to see  
some kind of emotion
was it ever there?  
maybe when they were younger
before the truth was shown  
but no, nothing  
just the opposite of what I believe
heartless and cold
fuck you!
stop smiling
you act like my life is so meaningless
Iím tired, Iím hollow
what will happen
when thereís nothing left to give?
Written by LadyKilla
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