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I did everything right, kept my cool

but this waiting game i play, it's just damn cruel

i don't want to lay around holding back

wondering what i need to change and what i lack

i lowered my standard

i raised my appearance

i'll start lying

if it makes a difference

you got yours

when is it my turn

to get what i want

to get what i earned



time will keep moving like a slap in the face

leaving the room, i try to go out with grace

but it's hard to keep smiling with rust on your heart

i've master dealing like it's some kind of art

i may love everyone from my own hiding spot

but i'm quick enough to leave before i ever get caught