Pretty sure that I can
They took attendance, I was missing
What it takes to be a man
You shut your mouth and just listen
I don't really mind, look at all the waste
Everything is different even though it's all the same
Stuck between a rock and a very hard place
I'm never on time just expect me to be late
Expect me to be late
They say the apple falls from the tree
Judge your character by distance
Clearly it was enough for me
Well, people talk then fail to listen
About the Creator
Sam Mosley
"Find what you love and let it kill you." - Charles Bukowski.
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