Pity Cig

You won't know
My name
Stuck out here anyways
Until the end of day
Could this be more mundane?

I'd rather stand alone
With my head down instead
Tired of tomorrow
No point in thinking ahead
Fading out of conversation
Feeling so lifeless
Move on with a different face
Life now
Is such a waste of time
I want this phase to end
No time
To pretend



Credits
Writer(s): Eric Liao
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