You little freak
Don't you ever give up
You're going to make it
Work hard, diligent
They may not read that shit
Probably won't see it
Write regardless
Write because it matters
Write
Debby downers
A cheap two fifty on every corner
They'll tell you your worth
Call you shit
Never going to make it
A reflection of their own merit
Ignore the son bitches
Don't you ever quit
Success is down the road
Fine, the wine that wasn't rushed
Perfection, created over time
Be that kind of wine
Bring that excellence
Even when shit doesn't sell
Write on
Don't ever surrender
Even if the world's comin undone
Write on
You're going to make it
Write away, you primadonna
Tug at those strings
When feeling mentally drained
Write
Last fifteen minutes
Always the hardest
Fight yourself, war with the world
Just write.
Crazy little being
You're going to make it
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