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todays been a career day,
futures made and fortunes lost as Im standing in the lobby,
Im waiting for the elevator to take me away up to nine or ten, maybe eleven
the sound of sirens fading as she whispers in my ear shes saying,
its too late to wish success so get undressed and
please just come to bed
cause Im the last real thing youve got
youre cursed by all ambitious thoughts
is that all youve got as for you,
you spin a story like a spider spins a web
see thats a metaphor, no wait, a simile
Im still learning but I think Im getting better
oh if Im not tortured how are you ever going to relate
Ive been condemned by those I love,
wishing me the worst as Im trying my best
but shes the last real thing Ive got
Im cursed by all ambitious thoughts
is that all youve got
love close your eyes and cover, cover your ears,
for the end is near but the beginning is here
in with the outro and out with the old
Im gonna tie all the loose ends i once pulled
in with the outro and out with the old,
preparing for failure, from what we've been told
in with the outro and out with the old
with nothing to offer, so nothings been sold
in with the outro and out with the old
forgive me and give me
one more chance to fold
in with the outro and out with the old
there's nothing to lose when there's nothing to hold
we'll be together in the morning