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The Party's Over
An uneven war against time
Needless to know now than then
I craved for nothing worthwhile
Time knows why I'm losing
My taste now belittles a champagne

An uneven war against time
Tossing my choices without a dime
Stands a man with bent crown
Enclosed by the walls of emulation
Sitted amidst faces with the blue green sensation.

An uneven war against time
I have no one to share this feelings with
For every functional life one remains
As i crouch in this pain
I set my eyes to the white skies
I drop as I hear the crackling bottles
As the Emergency of chance pulls up
I pray it treats me well
Before then the party was over.

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