Mechanical Bull
you know how it goes
it just goes to show
entitlement blinds
you to its outcomes
oh the ride
doesn’t stop you
thrown again into those
special circumstances
remixing old
strategies in a way
that flatter you
riding on fumes
back home
reworking scenes
in your mind
until you’ve won
while a hope
for tomorrow
pleads for
another shot
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