We are told that practise makes perfect
How is it that we are supposed to interpret
That if at first we dont succeed
All we have to do is try, try again
Yet we still cant accomplish much of anything
Does this mean we should stop?
Try and get better at something else?
Something we dont want to do?
Something i dont want to follow through?
Shouldnt we do what we love?
Even when push comes to shove
But when all we love is then gone
What do we have left to carry on
Pick up the pace
yea im talking to you
Let's all dance to the beat of our shame
Till our shoes fill with blood
And all our hopes are just watching from the sidelines
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