(Scheid/Cohen)

Moving down the lonely road
White lines flicker like a strobe
Longing for the morning sun
Will the daylight ever come?

Bored out of my mind
I'm bored out of my mind

Staring down an empty well
My life seems a hollow shell
Time is passing by too slow
Don't know where I want to go

Bored out of my mind
I'm bored out of my mind

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