And All Will Be Gone

I’m going round in circles, in circles, in circles
I’m going round in circles, all day long
Coffee is my friend, my friend, my friend
Coffee is my friend, all day long
It keeps me from insanity, from insanity, from insanity
It keeps me from insanity, all day long
I’ll do the same tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow
I’ll do the same tomorrow, all life long
When coffee runs out, I’ll cry, I’ll cry, I’ll cry
When coffee runs out, I’ll die,
and all will be gone.

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