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The ink is running

The words are torn

I'm sitting helpless with my paper and chalk

I had to follow my passion

Oh well

I don't get paid that much for all I deserve

To waste a sentence or shatter my nerves

I had to follow my passion

Oh well

Sometimes I long to run outside

I'd give it all up but it's my pride

Oh well

Oh well

I had a dream once or so I thought

I'd be a pilot or an astronaut

I had a dream like that until I found

Even an astronaut goes into the ground

Life is just passing us bye-bye

Oh well

Oh well

Oh well