Me eyelids are failing me.
This plain of asphalt stretches, and stretches
Twelve o'clock, midnight
To many early mornings and late nights
I should've known it would ruin me
Back again, cursed body
Oh, it's raining again, joyous
Window-wipers on, nothing
What's this ?
This can't be, or can't get worse
A tire too ?
I shouldn't have said anything
Exasperated, my head graces teh wheel
Why can't I just sleep, life is toom much for my shoulders
Aweh well
Where is the shoulder of the road ?
Who builds these things anyway
Where is a gas station when you need one, then again it's a corpse lot anyway
Two dollars for gas ?
I'd rather crawl
Well, time to change this tire
Ugh, doors broken, of course it is
Trunk popped
How did I guess, no spare, seves me right
Well, it looks like I'm waiting for daybreak
But not in this rain
The doors locked
Inside I can see the keys in the ignition
I will pound this till I can take no more !
I knew I should've bought a phone instead of lottery tickets
One can cream
Well, looks like I'm catching pneumonia tonight
I hate Mondays

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