Fifth Wheel

Sometimes I feel like a fifth wheel
I do not belong here fer shur
It's hard to wake up to reality and get real
When you dunno what you're living for

Where should I look for a silver bullet?
I already scraped the bottom of the barrel
Tired of faking off by force of habit
It's also useless to change the channel

This mundane routine drives me up the wall
Disposable life is giving me the shaft
Cannot find anywhere my ace in the hole
And maybe that's why I feel a draft

I wish I lived like there was no tomorrow
Had a barrel of fun, out of this world
Didn't know beans about keen sorrow
Flew the coop for good like a migratory bird

by Aram Stefanian

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