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Remember this, when your time runs out, and theres nothing left to talk about, voice your opinion but your preaching to the choir so don't waste your breath. Don't try that shit on me, there's no sincerity, your words are wasted, your time has passed, and i don't work construction but nothings built on good intentions, its just one too many times, shooting yourself in the foot, i'd help you all i can, but i know it'd do no good, so you packed up all your shit and headed to the train, you fucked up for the last time things will never be the same. You should lift a finger before you point it in my face, telling me it makes no difference , questioning every step i take, criticize every move that i make, remember this when your time runs out, theres nothing left to talk about.
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