The clock ticks on aimlessly so
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Waiting and hoping, oh why donít I know?
My stomach turns, and palms they sweat
Some kind of sick joke, a thoughtless bet
Render me speechless, mouth agape
Will this machine decide my fate?
I gave all I have, no more I can do
But sit here and wonder, B1 or C2?
Pupils widen, hair stands on edge
Mountain dew or citrus wedge?
Reach down in my pocket for cold metal wage
The robot sucks in, no thank you is paid
Finger tips so cold and dark
Pressing the button, making my mark
Forever is here, no turning back
Shit, I wanted a Twix not a Kit Kat!