Voice like sandpaper
In a fog and hard to see
Harder to place
Wasted emotion
Wasted time
Wasted life
Teflon fades under scrutiny
What then Teflon man?
It will be hard to wash the decay away
Scream and yell
Point fingers
Give yourself legitimacy
Paint others with your affliction
In the end the sun will set
A voice like sandpaper
What a waist
Without grace
Haunted face
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