Your contribution left unnoticed someAssociation with an imageJust credit time for showing up againAttention wandered I'm left with it
Gone by sin too slowlyCan't pass it upThen I thought nothing is rightI turned it off
To die unsung would really bring you downAlthough wet eyes would never suit youWalk through no archetypal suicide toDie young is far too boring these days
Your will to speak clearlyExposed too muchUnsung once too often
Could not rub off
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