In a Rut
In a downward spiral
That instead lasting only a short while
Seems to stretch for miles
On and on it seems to go
There is no end to this sadness
There is no end to this sorrow
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In a Rut
In a downward spiral
That instead lasting only a short while
Seems to stretch for miles
On and on it seems
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Motionle ssness
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Cause no alarm
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