Five Minutes Left

five minutes left, yet, i’m still waiting

five minutes left, and you’re still hating

that goddamn monkey on your back

as he keeps plunging the knife

stop all the nightmares from coming to attack

the fears out number us but it won’t end in strife

i’ll clean up this place like nobody’s business

and they’ll still blame me for all of the shit

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