I've spent years constantly dreaming    
I've spent nights on dirty concrete floors    
Sometimes I wonder what keeps me going    
And why I always end up begging for more    
I've met hypocrites and smooth talking assholes    
But I've lost all my people just like me    
And it's all for that hour at night    
  
I've lost count of the times when I've felt cheated    
But it must have been at least a hundred times    
And of all the times I've got my hope up    
And been left here with this dream of mine    
I've met hypocrites and smooth talking assholes    
But I've lost all my people just like me    
And it's all for that hour at night    
  
  
  
  
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