Aimless shots
I'm done shooting my shot Her defense is amazing I always fall for her offside trap I'm retiring at the end of the season I won't even sign a new contract This is my final season I'm hanging up my boots I don't have energy anymore The game is gone It has been for a while now I don't have what it takes anymore My legs are tired They can barely carry me Blow the whistle ref I can't take anymore I'm just embarrassing myself
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