Wasting time; waiting but time is running out
I await for a person who doesnt come.
I debate wether I stay or go
If i move on on hand and toe
Mabye she'll come mabye no
Its almost time, its running out
Its almost time to go
The prom awaits yet here I lay
Awaiting for her to come
The clock runs among us some and among us few
Time runs out
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