Greg Mendez - Retreat

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The thing that brings me down I can't believe it's coming true I think I've said all I can do I think I've done all I want to Retreat To the cafeteria room The losers in the back make plans The best of us just play pretend The least of us don't give a damn That's me When play pretend don't bring me joy And give a damn don't bring me joy I'm fucked
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