work always has me trying to justify all the gas and cuts and side women only getting me about so far through the night means to an end i do my best on sunday i catch myself doomscrolling everybody trying to hit that lick but if you don’t respect the game you will not get respected back don't wait until you change into somebody else I play the game I get bitten why do I always have to get so profound right before work? I am not a shapeshifter I'm the right one
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