At this point
I’d settle for anything
just tell me where to stand
just tell me what to bring
just tell me how to act
just tell me what to say
I’ll comb my ragged hair
I’ll hide inside to pray
this isn’t anything
I know just how things are
after a decade and a half
I know exactly just how far
pacing the rut gets you
work equals zero, zip
And I just try to keep my head down
So much for the hero trip
what
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