Jason E strutting on by the presby. The way you walk, you slur your talk, can
you tell me. How could you choose the road you did, the walls behind which you
hid. Who do you balme, who should take the fall, not me.
Is it a situation can you really get out. Have your goals in life left you
ripped off. Without a reason, without a direction. Void of motivation, leaves
many in hesitation to lend a helping hand or even a firm place to stand.
Jason E how would it be to see what you see. A new day, unsuspecting prey, can
you help me. Decision one leads to another. Zero impact on your future or so it
seems then there go your dreams, what now.
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