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Cobbler

Shut up

03 Shut up
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Almost there and nothing reached
Nothing but our souls are bleached
I’m the smiling kind, with a bitter mind

Moving on but where’s the light
Longer days when things looked bright
Struggle on, for the love of all
Why can’t it be a ball

I’ll stop and say goodbye
Don’t bother anymore, don’t try
How does it look for you
It’s not the sky that’s blue
Try not to be cool
And act like a fool
Shut up

Now you see my darkest soul
Living is a mindless goal
I still laugh but lost my wit
It’s a pile of shit
No message to sent
It all just went
Shut up

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