Taste Defeat Again
I hope nobody looks at me
Because nobody will want to look
I hope nobody speaks to me
Because nobody will want to listen
I have nothing to give, I have nothing to gain
For all the time I have lived, I thought it was a game
There's no reset button, there's no cheat codes
There were tips given to me, but now they're old
I've lost the game, and I can't quit it
Only when I'm dead is when I'm finished
I have no value
I have no skill
And yet I have to
Find some kind of will
After my times up and this part of the game is over
I'll be out of this rut and start a new game with a wiser owner
I said, "I'll get better," a thousand times
Please, don't let this one be another lie.
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