Yup, It's Still Dead

I'm too tired to
Think about it at all
And I'm running circles in my head
Making up stupid lies and stories
Just to circle back
Around to where I started

It's not a promise
It's what I thought was
Something that was
Mandatory from the start
I'm not promising anything
Of extraordinary qualities

Me, myself
I'm not even of that caliber
I know that I probably think too much
You do too
It's mostly
Exaggerating in full



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Writer(s): Thatcher Stevens
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