Don’t ask too loud
Just have some faith
don’t ask twice
Just pray
Cause the noisy ones
Are desperate
And the quiet ones
Cliche
The flashy ones
are 1 trick losers
the winners are
playing games
The ugly ones
Must just not care
The pretty
ones will age
The next one will be the one
No the NEXT one will be the one
No the NEXT next one
Will be the one
No the NEXT next one
Will be my lucky one
It’s okay
It’s okay
The high-strung ones
Are gonna break
The low-strung ones
Are broke
Too fast
out the gate
Too late
Too slow
The choosey ones
Are never chosen
The choicest ones
Are gone
And the one you thought
was oh so smart
Is the one that’s always
Wrong
The next one will be the one
No the NEXT one will be the one
No the NEXT next one
Will be the one
No the NEXT next one
Will be my lucky one
It’s okay
It’s okay
I’m just winding down
The year I had it figured out
Was the year that it all changed
And everyone that I Loved is ready
To see me go away
And everything that I’ve enjoyed
Has filled my hands with pain
And if not today
And not next week
It better not have been
Yesterday
The next one will be the one
No the NEXT one will be the one
No the NEXT next one
Will be the one
No the NEXT next one
Will be my lucky one
It’s okay
© 2022 rob Hinkal / ilyAIMY
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