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Text: Allister. Moper.

it's late at night
and all i can think about
is how i went to work
and just sat around
and wasted my whole day
time goes by
and soon we forget about
the way we looked
the dumb things that mattered
as our lives just slipped away

i mope around
like there's nothing to do
another day
and i'm looking for something new
i can't understand why i'm feeling this way
memories come but they just fade away

it's late at night
and all i can think about
is how i went to work
and just sat around
and wasted my whole day
time goes by
and soon we forget about
the way we looked
the dumb things that mattered
as our lives just slipped away

i mope around
like there's nothing to do
another day
and i'm looking for something new
i can't understand why i'm feeling this way
memories come but they just fade away

and i'm looking for something new
i can't understand why i'm feeling this way
memories come but they just fade away