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There’re times where you think of yourself as the lowest
Nothing to offer – a day late and a dollar short
A day late and a dollar short
Used to be fast and now the slowest
There’s a time where Christmas feels like nothing
Nothing to offer – could be here and could not
Could be here and could not
Your soul among those things that are crushing
There’re moments when the weight weighs on you
So heavily – can’t hold it up
You can’t hold it up
You wonder what’s next in queue – for you