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You're in need of food
Things don't look too good
Gotta stop the sobs
You look up some jobs
Some look really nice
So you try your luck
Read up some advice
So you're not a schmuck
What about the gap?
What about the years?
What if there's a trap?
What about my fears?
Tell them about yourself
And in what you excel
Tell them what makes you tick
Why should you be their pick?
They will get back to you
But they rarely do
Stuck in a limbo state
Not knowing your fate
It seems you're not alone
All of you go in
Into the unknown
It feels you cannot win
You feel like running out
You feel the need to shout
Disappointment's high
You feel hung out to dry
What about the gap?
What about the years?
What if there's a trap?
What about my fears?
Tell them about yourself
And in what you excel
Tell them what makes you tick
Why should you be their pick?
They will get back to you
But they rarely do
Stuck in a limbo state
Not knowing your fate
Ghosting us needs to stop
Just tell us if we've flopped
Stop wasting our time
Telling us is no crime
Stop thinking you're saints
Don't ignore complaints
The process still has faults
Constantly full of halts
Not knowing what you need
Guided only by greed
Full of those who mislead
You've had it with the lies
You start to improvise
Until you get the call
That stops you from the fall
Tell them about yourself
And in what you excel
Tell them what makes you tick
Why should you be their pick?
They will get back to you
But they rarely do
Stuck in a limbo state
Not knowing your fate
Things don't look too good
Gotta stop the sobs
You look up some jobs
Some look really nice
So you try your luck
Read up some advice
So you're not a schmuck
What about the gap?
What about the years?
What if there's a trap?
What about my fears?
Tell them about yourself
And in what you excel
Tell them what makes you tick
Why should you be their pick?
They will get back to you
But they rarely do
Stuck in a limbo state
Not knowing your fate
It seems you're not alone
All of you go in
Into the unknown
It feels you cannot win
You feel like running out
You feel the need to shout
Disappointment's high
You feel hung out to dry
What about the gap?
What about the years?
What if there's a trap?
What about my fears?
Tell them about yourself
And in what you excel
Tell them what makes you tick
Why should you be their pick?
They will get back to you
But they rarely do
Stuck in a limbo state
Not knowing your fate
Ghosting us needs to stop
Just tell us if we've flopped
Stop wasting our time
Telling us is no crime
Stop thinking you're saints
Don't ignore complaints
The process still has faults
Constantly full of halts
Not knowing what you need
Guided only by greed
Full of those who mislead
You've had it with the lies
You start to improvise
Until you get the call
That stops you from the fall
Tell them about yourself
And in what you excel
Tell them what makes you tick
Why should you be their pick?
They will get back to you
But they rarely do
Stuck in a limbo state
Not knowing your fate
Credits
Writer(s): Andrei Lucian Moraru
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