Handwritten from Self...ish by Randy Moser

You don’t ask me, how was my day
And I don’t need to hear me complain
Being quite for all these years
Has always been in my best interest

So if you come back and see that I am gone
Just know my act it was deliberate
And I’ll leave a leader though it’s not my style
Somethings must be handwritten

I go to work behind a desk
The boss he says that It’s quite legal
Still I knew just what it was I did
The courts would find it quite different

There must be someone somewhere seeing financial gain
You and I we can’t make ends meet
When people ask you what it was that I have done
I just pulled a string and it all came undone

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