You sit there wishing
With no ambition
Filled with indecision
You don't have a vision
Only 2 decisions
Get a job or go to prison
Its the life were livin
Where there's nothin given
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And the decision you make that counts, better you make your own than someone else make them for you, enjoyed the read.
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