Liquid Drops

Same routine, day in, day out
Nothing's different, nothing's changed
Another day, wasted away
And all I have are these liquid drops
This isn't living, not even close.

Numbness creeps in, leaves me cold
All my thoughts wont fade away, they nag me, frustrate me
And what am I to do when it all becomes to much
Here they come again, those liquid drops

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