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There's a light in the West
But the sun has gone down.
I've lost my bloody mind
And am burning this down.
Then I'll fly far away
From the mind numbing race.
And walk by myself
At my own lazy pace
Listless not lethargic
And without all the slop
Maybe for a second
My mind might slow and stop
And so my soul shall then
Achieve long needed rest