No matter what I can’t seem
to beat that trend
half luck half laziness
it turns out the same in the end
always something piling up
as I cut something else down
always end up saying hell with it
So let’s paint the town
write about it isn’t helping
sing about it isn’t helping
it’s so pissant anyway
the sorry way I’m yelping
I’m the only suspect in this
judging by the splatter
that nobody will see but me
but so it is, no matter
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