forgot about all the things I should have said for the millionth time.
And now I just keep going down, it’s no surprise.
It’s funny how we do the same old things but we’re still alive
Maybe those things are not that stupid after all.
You mean, well,
And take it as easy as you can.
Maybe we’re one hundred percent destined to make mistakes.
What’s the fun in doing perfectly, any way.
The fact that I would have run one thousand miles for you makes me sick.
But now it’s time to run all of them and just for me.
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