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I’ll head out,
tensions scream without a doubt,
“this has to end.”
I’ll head out and try and seem no worse prepared, but I’m filled with fear.

I’ll sit this one out.
Stomach’s already aching from the pain that may come.
I’ll just sit right here, count my blessings as you plead to your impractical number one.

It’s funny how the way fate chose us to live on
did nothing for the stay, or gave anything to improve on.
I never much cared for those nights at the cockroach motel.

I made a laundry list of all of my indulgences, grievances, and urgencies and everything in between.
I finished proudly, knuckles trembling, heart pounding, thinking maybe it’s time to begin.
Count this one over one hundred thousand times, I'll never watch Golden Girls the same way again.

And I pray that I never have to feel that kind of heartache again.

So raise high your plastic cups, here’s a toast to all you love.
Can it be that things are looking up.
Don’t wanna jump the gun, so let’s have some fun and see where it lands.
‘Cause when tomorrow comes, I’ll back my stuff and head out to get my education.

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from Falconcat ~ Year of the Wooden Horse, released November 4, 2014

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