I got myself all up into this place, Walked around and talked like I could win the race, Placed my bets and made quick haste, Watched the game in distraught, Keeping tears off my face, Maybe I shoulda stayed, Shoulda fought, Instead of walking out before the decision was made, But its hopeless when you dont got a chance, You give up before the finale, And crouch against the wall in a solemn stance, Make a note on the ground, Hand up to your head, Boom boom the sound in your face, Paint the wall with your defeat, like anyone could care less, Before they even see the note, Sorry for the mess.
Posted on: Thu, 20 Nov 2014 08:16:32 +0000
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