I feel hard done by because it seems to me that you have the life I should have had
I can trace the start of your success back to one small decision; an unkept promise by somebody else
You got the job that we were both supposed to trial
And that's what set our paths on different ways
And it wasn't your fault, I can't blame you, I can only admit the jealousy that I feel when I read your name and I wish it was mine...
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