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Still playing this game
I'm still not winning
Still fucking up
and still complaining

I'm sick of waiting
It's always changing
I'm still complaining
You're always changing now

But I'm running out of time
And no one cares about my life
Is it such a crime
that no one cares about my life

I'm feeling left
out of choices
Inside I'm saying
I really need you
but you're delaying or slightly clinging

I'm feeling worn out
and hesitating
From drinking beer
and masturbating

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