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Stale Air
The self loathing is so god damn disingenuous
If you weren’t all so boring you’d be fun, if you were all fun, you’d be obnoxious
Just a little in the middle
Can I get a smirk or giggle
A shaft of sunlight through this gloomy plight
You ain’t wrong
but you certainly ain’t right
I don’t know why everything has to be a fight
It’s pretty fucking lame
Everywhere I look it’s just more of the same
I don’t know how we got here but I’m tired of breathing stale air
If you weren’t all so boring you’d be fun, if you were all fun, you’d be obnoxious
Just a little in the middle
Can I get a smirk or giggle
A shaft of sunlight through this gloomy plight
You ain’t wrong
but you certainly ain’t right
I don’t know why everything has to be a fight
It’s pretty fucking lame
Everywhere I look it’s just more of the same
I don’t know how we got here but I’m tired of breathing stale air
Published 6th Mar 2025
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