Every moment, sad like the past
Every moment, none do last
Every day, waiting to die
Every day, living a lie
Every week, like a flash
Every week, I get a slash
Every month, I see them happy
Every month, my life seems crappy
Every year, a new leaf is turned
Every year, I feel like I'm burned
Every birthday, I wait and wait
Every birthday, I cant negotiate
Every day, I sit and lie.
Every day, mine eyes do cry...
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