Emily by Future Kings Of Nowhere
Emily wakes to the sound of her neighbor's alarm
It richochets off the empty walls of her rented room
The sun is a monster, dragging its tongue on her floor
Swallowing everything
'Til there is nowhere left to move
Another day crowds into her room
Emily sits on the floor of her kitchen and stares
Out of the window at November's red and dying leaves
The crowded kitchen sink and this dirty window pane
Provide the perfect frame
To watch the dirty world outside
Dead leaves and paper trash go blowing by
Emily lays all her pills on the table
So she can arrange them by color and shape
All of this medicine, all of the side effects
All of these doctors and still nothing's changed
What if my whole life's just like this?
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