I learned to embrace my failings I had little choice my signature moves are suicidal but they are carved in stone habitual I’m just a foolish old man with a juvenile heart I made a compact with the devil I’d struggle all my days but they’d never be dull
I tried it once or twice
the measured banality of sacred vows and maximum fidelity but human bondage wasn’t for me I’m bone idle too lazy to play happy families no sour grapes though they fed me candy the taste still lingers bittersweet with a hint of almond
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