This thing I hate
Slumping dash between the poles
and the way it slaughters days
back dishing with the proles
piled on worries
and a sick gut
what was that about a bright side
this is anything but
Oh how I need you now
to teach me of gratitude
can't get by too much more
white knuckled shattered shrewd
If I could figure out
if it's about the kingdom or the brass ring
If I could figure out where I stood
between peasant and king
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