
I've been running on empty
So I use a pick me up
It is keeping me going
It refills the empty cup
And it worked well for a while
Allowed me to continue
But I always needed more
So I could keep getting through
And finally on one night
I overstepped my limit
My heart fluttered way too fast
Skin clammy, urge to vomit
So I went home and got rest
Knowing it was for the best
Stayed away since that harsh night
No need to refight that fight
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