Seven days with laminated perfection
Singled out in seven different sections
Allow my words to inform you of
My life filled with pain and love
These seven deadly sins have been
Turning my life out and in
Sunday, this is the start of my end
Monday, the tears begin to fall
Tuesday, Depression and anger blend
Wednesday, I’ve lost it all
Thursday, the knives look tempting
Friday, is one big paper cut
Saturday, it’s finally ending
By the strike of twelve I’m done
I’ve seen the stars without the beauty
The seas without the waves
One swift move and you could brutally
Make my whole body cave
Sixty seconds, Sixty minutes
The pain of time has no limits
Twenty-four hours, seven days
Yesterday you heard me say
I wish there wouldn’t be today
But here I am, I weep in sorrow
Because I know there’s gonna be tomorrow
 
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