
Verse 1 Quarter-filled cups of coffee, Shadowed stains beneath the rim. Cooled liquid, thick and grim, Foam that fades on a careless whim. Chorus Signs of progress, fleeting, frail, Time's trail etched, like a worn-out tale. Piles of paper, dreams torn apart, The weight of hours, heavy on my heart. Verse 2 What reward for hours spent? Riches, honor—just fragments lent? Watched time fades, potential lost, Dreams turned opaque, at such a cost. Chorus Three-quarters empty, ambitions incomplete, Symbols of plans we can't defeat. Epochs wasted, schemes so small, Unfulfilled dreams—they stand too tall. Bridge Unrequited desire’s depth, Anger buried, no passion left. Actions churn, but stay so still, The road ahead bends against my will. Verse 3 Will minutes always drag on slow? What's the price for the seeds we sow? When success fades to a shade of gray, The trap of life won't go away. Chorus Three-quarters empty, ambitions incomplete, Symbols of plans we can't defeat. Epochs wasted, schemes so small, Unfulfilled dreams—they stand too tall. Outro I laugh at myself, such a fool, Caught in the mirage of my own rule. A wasteland of naive dreams, Silent ambition, stifled screams.
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