Second thoughts, not anymore.
I’m Allergic to your lies,
Immune to your promises.
Broken promises…
Fighting the possibilities,
“There’s got to be more than this.”
Just rewinding and fast fording.
Rewinding and fast fording…
Minds made up,
Guess there’s no turning back,
No more wallowing in self pity.
It’s time for change…
Fading away,
Couldn’t care less
What’s done is done
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