No morals
No sense of right or wrong
No concept of race
No religion
No beliefs of any kind
No team or tribe
No favourite colour (mine is green)
No spelling for colo(u)r
No love
No hate
No pride
No prejudice
No expectations or aspirations
Just life for the living.
It's 7pm and all's not well We hoped tonight that you'd sleep....well now the clock says half past 8 And your still in an awful state It's 10pm and all's not well Even the neighbours can tell That your not happy and don't want sleep And your groaning is piercing deep It's the witching hour and all's not well Your cryings really hard to quell It's quickly turning into screaming But your eyes are closed, are you dreaming? It's 2am and all's not well There really is an awful smell I guess I'll have to change your bum Maybe i should ask your mum It's 3am and all's not well You settled for a little spell But feline squabbles over scraps Woke you up...it feels pure crap It's 4am and all's not well I'm trying to stifle a yell Told you to shhhh it's time to sleep You shhhh'd me back and threw your sheep It's 5am and all is well we survived another night in hell Time to nap and get a fix Shame we have to get up at 6.
(image by brokendeathangel)
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