I sleep too late and move too slow
I ask too much every time
I aim too high and dig too deep
I burn too bright not to shine
I lie too well
And I cum too quick
And I sing too pure
To join the line
But I can't complain
I can choose
Stay the same or refuse
So I'll remain a recluse
I drink too fast and talk too loud
I try far too hard I've understood
I lose like shit and I win even worse
Well, I act too precious for my own good
But I can't complain
I can choose
Stay the same or refuse
So I'll remain a recluse

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