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I get jealous when everyone around you can keep up
I feel envious when those around you can match your pace
And I'm left sitting at the side of the road
I find myself left alone on the side of the road
With a plan to get home,
I have a strategy to return home
And a smoke in hand,
I have a cigarette in hand
I'm good
Despite the situation, I am doing well
I know you have your reputation to fill my love
I understand you have a certain image or reputation, my love
And don't you dare let me in the way of that
Do not allow me to hinder or obstruct that
Cause I've always got a plan to get home,
I always have a plan to return home
And a smoke in hand,
I have a cigarette in hand as part of my routine
And I always want to know how you are,
I am always curious about your well-being
So my brain doesn't stray to afar from you
So my thoughts and focus don't drift too far away from you
I need more than my patience to get me out of this
I require more than just patience to overcome this situation
I need more than my patience to get me out of this
Reiteration: Patience alone is insufficient to resolve my predicament
I need more than my patience to get me out of this
-I need more than my patience to get me out of this
-I need more than my patience to get me out of this
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