"January 8" genre: Alternative General
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	Credits: Thanks to manders for letting me steal her poem
	Lyrics lonely she sits having staring contests with her own reflection and tonight she's more alone than ever epiphanies far behind here nothing is novel anymore everything aging like an epic king while she fades away some artist's illustration in someone else's story Were all dying on the inside It’s a late night, the weather ever changing Were all trying to be something That escapes both you and me And we’re tied into the future And theres nothing that we can do So lets lift our glasses unto the masses and sing and on the other side of the wall he stands staring at the city and the lights indicating signs of life flicker on and they flicker off while he's on the inside trying to get out of his private torture chamber running back he sees dreams of glory but they’re fading into muted shades of grey

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