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de The Orwells

All of my bad days
Came in two's
Been around a pothole
Gutter view
There's a couple people
I'd rather lose
All of my bad days came in two's

I split my time between a couple of places
Did what I could to keep a couple of faces
No use keeping me in check
I'm on the way out laid to rest

Summer gave itself to labor day
I never worked a job you'd celebrate
I never worked a job that deserved a parade
I never worked a job anyway

Stuck inside a tried and tired state
Where curbs will crack and lawns degenerate
Spend half your life caught in the slow parade of legs
When weekend wars end in a stalemate

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