15 Minutes

Fifteen minutes for a modern man

Floating freely through lucrative land

Give me freedom as fast as you can

Or leave me be don’t pull on my hand

Brother, Big Brother, quit bleeding me dry

Fill me with promise and leave me to try

Quickly I sleep until the sunrise

I wake myself up and I tell you no lies.

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~ by garcialoca on May 8, 2008.

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