.Youâre just a sad excuse for how Iâve grown cold
You are a revery and Iâm just a road
Rolled over and trampled on let go and then gone
Lying in wait for you to move things along
Timeâs a table turnin round
Timeâs a ticker it never lets down
Iâm a fortune of fever an.
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