Bob Mould - Author's Lament lyrics

[Bob Mould - Author's Lament lyrics]

Sometimes, as the traffic goes by
The urge to cross the line
Is magnified from revolution of racing tires

Inside this box, I spend most of my days
Creating lucid rhymes in hopes that
Something I write gives freedom to clarity

Every time we play this game
You win, I lose, again
Every time we play this game
You win, I lose, again

It's easy for you to stand outside
It's natural for you to criticize
Or mean offense it doesn't matter
Every time we play this game you win
I lose again

Every time we play this game
You win, I lose, again



Every time we play this game
You win, I lose, again

Every time we play this game
You win, I lose, again

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