Just in time for the epilogue lyrics - G.B.H.
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Just in time for the epilogue lyrics
Out of the frying pan, into the microwave.
I need my fill, gotta satisfy my craves.
I missed out again, 'cus I ain't had enough,
When the tough go shoppin', the shoppin' gets tough.
I don't wanna be treated like a dog,
I don't wanna be lost in smoke and fog.
I don't wanna be treated like a dog,
don't wanna be just in time for the epilogue.
Give me a break, don't give me no abuse.
If you carry on, I'm gonna blow a fuse.
Just gire me one more day.
I'll make up tme for sure.
I know I'm sick inside,
so help me find a cure.
Procrastination's stealing all my time.
What the story, will everything turn out fine ?
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