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Sometimes I sit and wonder
Sometimes I just sit
I hope you all know
what you're doing
anyway
who is driving this thing
Did you know
the warriors of the flat earth
Have become the tyrants of the globe
It's round about that time again
She cried
it's all for one my friends
All my dreams are forgotten
When you leave me
on the shelf
I can think of nothing better
Than to sit here by myself
Least remembered
soon forgotten
Didn't matter anyway
