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Walked into disaster, 

there you were.

Couldn't get there any faster,

it was all a blur.

Wired on anxiety,

exhaling fire.

Sick of society,

led by a liar.

Still racing my heartbeat, 

and there's no stopping me

The eye of the storm is your Street, 

dodging bullets and smiling happily. 

Be ready to hop on and grip on tight,

squeeze me like you do.

I'll take care of it and make it all right,

Love you like I'm someone new.

Morning alarm....is off and away,

the dream is over and it"s

Monday!.

Sweet dream. 

*S*