Slow move
You made a slow move
When that door of opportunity opened for you
You didn't see it coming your way
You waited too long
And you made a slow move
Now it is gone
You lost it friend
You may never get another opportunity like that
Wasn't that silly?
You would be having a better job now
And earning a better salary
But maybe you got cold feet
Were you afraid of the competition
That you would had to compete with other people if you had aplied for this job?
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