I'm in the red.
I've got the blues.
I'm token black, an early graying fool.
I need an orange.
I need a lime.
I need a last name that don't feel like such a crime.
I feel sixteen, or I feel sixty.
I feel nine to five.
So sick of rent checks, so sick of life-vests.
So sick of five foot nine.
Once was lost but now am drowned.
More to come very soon.
Peep those new shows on the right.
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