Skinner got it right
split it out
Prangin out.
I've not got much brandy, but here I sit anyway
I'm broken and tired, taught enough pupils for a whole warehouse full of glasses
I never asked for this class, just got run down
I feel your thumb, just over my shoulder
I didn't know it was over, till it was too late, if I ever needed you, would you be there?
It was supposed to be so easy...
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