| Hindsights perfect
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| Sometimes the road less traveled isn’t worth it
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| Regrets grow and sneak to the surface
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| That’s a day gone thinking
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| Where Everything’s a blur
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| And nothing’s really wrong
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| But my destiny is cursed
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| And I swear that I’m broken
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| Off to a bad start
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| The story still goes
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| The Hare and the tortoise
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| Both now no shows
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| You pay for those
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| Appointments
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| I’m molting
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| While the whole worlds burns
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| Thats death and some regrowth
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| Existence is token
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| Experience the cut throat
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| I wish I coulda raised me
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| Hand on the stove
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| Training Wheels off
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| Kinetic with learning
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| Now you’re cooking
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| Like you’re hungry and you’re useless
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| Or a mother fucking doofus
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| Future or back burner
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| Either way you’re getting chewed up
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| Watch where you step
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| Expect the unexpected
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| Shame in knowing that my
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| Agency’s protected
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| I’m a piece of shit and I get it
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| Dig myself deeper
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| Foot in mouth like a fetish
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| Cat got my tongue now
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| Regret the present
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| Crux of my post love
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| Over and new start
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| Crushin my true form
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| Who are these dates for?
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| Novelty sex swarm
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| Fought off the bed bugs
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| Drone in my day job
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| Im not having a good one |