They say the past
is key to our future
For me the past
Is nothing but torture
It sickens me to think about it
I can't remember the details
But the past...
I remember the emotions
The grieving and the pain
I want to leave you behind.
I want to forget
But there's something addictive
In the past
Maybe it's me
Maybe it's you
(Maybe it's us)
May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 9:29 AM UTC
They say the past
is key to our future
For me the past
Is nothing but torture
It sickens me to think about it
I can't remember the details
But the past...
I remember the emotions
The grieving and the pain
I want to leave you behind.
I want to forget
But there's something addictive
In the past
Maybe it's me
Maybe it's you
(Maybe it's us)
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