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It doesn’t take glasses to see It’s not the best season to be a man, The most exhilarating heartbreak To be your only fan. Jack Daniels doesn’t lie It so lonely at the top, Suicide calling from the bottom Just waiting for my drop. No one cares if I’m smart They only care if I’m useful, Time even breaks that belief When I’m no longer youthful. Today I should make a pledge I wont write for the fame, Too bad yesterday kept the promise But tomorrow doesn’t do the same.
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Nov 17, 2010
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