I am lost at sea
and this doggie paddle
ain’t doin’ much
against these twelve foot
monsters
that just keep
coming and coming and coming…
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I’m sorry but I feel I’m being taken for
I feel I’m being used
I feel all shaken
I feel I’ve been abused
I’m sick of all these little games
Only leading to more pain
With only so much hope left
I need you to hold on to the rest
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Hundreds of people
spend Billions of dollars
to try to make
Millions of dollars.
Millions people
spend hours preparing,
spend Hundreds of dollars,
buying things they are told
they need to have.
Millions to be made,
Millions to be lost,
and it’s all for
a game.
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