Down on Marston blues, questions whose in these shoes
Doesn’t seem to make sense, can’t I just leave this tense?
Down on Marston blues again, I could really use a hand
I promise it won’t be in vain, I just need help to stand
This isn’t like those times, when to us I did lie
Can’t you see that these rhymes, do nothing to get me by
Down on Marston blues, my actions don’t choose
The man that I’d like to be, what is wrong with me?
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