A/N: This is an experimental format: A-B-C-B-D-E, so the verses in the beginning (A) and the verses in the middle (C) are not at all similar rhythmically. If it ruins the flow of the piece let me know in yourreview.

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I've defined my whole life, by wasting my time,
Chasing a ghost, that doesn't even exist...
And sometimes things don't always work out
The way that you hoped they would...

He even took the time to explain it to me
But for some reason, I didn't stay and listen...
I know that's my fault, and mine all alone
I should've tried harder, but whats done now is done

(Chorus 2x)
These curt thoughts all arrive, in the form of insults...
As another day's wasted, without actual results...

Now our stories seem baseless
And our efforts all fruitless
We're clinging to fond memories
Cause we can't believe what it's come to:

These recycled fake feelings
That should've long been, disposed of...
Well the truth, it can't save you,
But then, neither can lying...

(Chorus 2x)
These curt thoughts all arrive, in the form of insults...
As another day's wasted, without actual results...

(Bridge)
I hope you weren't expecting more...
Cause this is all thats left my friend,
Plain rooms drenched in white,
Devoid of any emotion...

(Outro)
And for all this "improvement"
I sure feel discouraged..
And for all this "potential"
I'm still going nowhere...