Paroles de Punt
Staring at the backs of my eyelidsStriving to paint a picture of you
My attempts at art are futile
Illustrating beauty is impossible to do
Only I could be this miserable
Only I could make this turn out wrong
Incomplete on the first three downs
Now I'm left with fourth and long
I'm not one to kick it away
But right now I feel I'm wasting my time
I'm weary from all of your lying
But I'm having second thoughts about breaking through
Only I could deem this significant
Only I could think but not act
If I'm all alone in this huddle
What's to keep me from being sacked?
I'm not one to kick it away
But right now I feel I'm wasting my time
Only I could be this miserable
Only I could make this turn out wrong
Incomplete on the first three downs
Now I'm left with fourth and long
I'm not one to kick it away
But right now I feel I'm wasting my time
I'm weary from all of your lying
But I'm having second thoughts about breaking through
Only I could deem this significant
Only I could think but not act
If I'm all alone in this huddle
What's to keep me from being sacked?
I'm not one to kick it away
But right now I feel I'm wasting my time
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