Last Night in the League

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It’s my last night in the back room
My last chance to clarify everything they’ve assumed
I’m not the bad guy just someone who wants to die
Someone who lost all the tears he had to cry
Looking for God in slow songs and bottles wine
I just want something and someone to call mine
Writing poem after poem like there’s a point or purposes
Constantly talking about all the reason why I’m worthless
Reflecting on all my failed relationships like it’s all my fault
Like I was the one pretending to be someone I’m not

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