You're a well of hopes and dreams
Burning bright as kerosene
You're a slow and steady stream
Breaking through this concrete
We all hate our jobs
Talk shit about the ones we love
But I know I can do no wrong with you
Now I procrastinate
Lately to little to late
But I'm trying to make it someday
You're a lost city under the sea
In the darkness underneath
You're a lock without a key
But with the promise to be free
We all hate our jobs
Talk shit about the ones we love
But I know I can do no wrong with you
Now I procrastinate
Lately to little to late
But I'm trying to make it someday
We all hate our jobs
Talk shit about the ones we love
But I know I can do no wrong with you
Now I procrastinate
Lately to little to late
But I'm trying to make it someday

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