Frustration
Its like singin a song When you don’t know the words And you stumble through blindly Until its all just a blur When nothing is wrong But nothing is right I’m gonna slip softly away in the night It kills me to watch As I stare at the screen The shit that comes out That just stomps on your dreams And I know its for sure That the feelin I get Is the feelin that nothing is all that is left So fight all your wars And lose all your friends Keep searchin for things That you lose in the end Cause once were all old And we’ve got no cards to play We’ll see who lived better at the end of their days
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