Get off their train!

i'm listening to that voice
this wooden,strict,pseudo-confident voice
while i feel the sunset is close
couldn't stand it
so i plugged in my head ,
let the music flow instead.
Ah,what a relief!
the wooden man looks funny now
moving his lips and his hands
trying to explain why the bottles lie by my bed
and the tears i've shed
giving me reasons to forget
and to keep going
"keep going" they say
songs,tv,suits, everyone.
i say
STOP! GET OFF THEIR TRAIN!
STOP! GET OFF THEIR TRAIN!
STOP! GET OFF THEIR TRAIN!
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