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I took a job from a woman recently widowed
Times are tough, and I'm not proud,
almost a broken man from everything I'm owed.
I thought and thought, but not too hard,
thought maybe I'd just lost my way.
But when I stopped and looked around,
I saw everything's just the same as yesterday.
Blinded by sound
I'll probably head home
I went to the job, I met the widow,
I told her this wasn't to be my livelihood
She said "Then maybe you should stop"
But I couldn't, so I just said
"Yeah, well, maybe I should"
"And did you finish that promise?"
"I did, yeah, i finished years ago"
"And here you are now, still with me"
"yeah, I know"
Blinded by sound
I'll probably head home
I've hated most things at least once
So maybe now's the time for some fresh devilry.
But thoughts of waxy hands and greasy paws
means today's a day that i could just keep walking.
I threw some stones inside my home,
I couldn't hit a thing of consequence,
Cos all here's in need of some repair,
but it works if you know how to use it.
Blinded by sound
I'll probably head home
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