At the end of the day, when the night beckons;
the monster comes out to play,
the present lets in the pain.
Thoughts get louder and reason gets softer,
nothing makes sense and all is insane.
All shades turn the same and strength seems to fade.
At the end of the day, there are no barricades.
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