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Day by Day
by Dora Packard


I feel locked up in this cell

Wishing only for a pill

Knowing that’s what will take me away

For this deal I constantly pay

 

Won’t last long before the high is gone

Waking up to reality again

Taking me back to that horrible den

 

Day by day, same old shit

How far gone can I possibly get

Can I crawl out of this most dreadful pit

Or do I lie down just for a bit

 

Sounds will come, sounds will go

How much more of a reminder of this hell

Can I possibly get

So if you may be ignorant

Follow my steps

Go ahead and use, steal or sell

Cause you definitely will find

Yourself in this miserable cell