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Why do I do this? My regret is burning like the sun. I awoke to a cluster of thoughts about last night the things I do, the things I've done, oh I just might memories I fight. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, always sorry always regret, but not the day we met I drank too much, I talked too much and scared you away always running, why can't you stay? Full of questions about this puzzle called life wonder why I try, wonder why my strife. Well, I've done it again. Shouldn't have stopped the battle, but it's not something I can win before I do it again tires turning in the sand, same tune, but different band
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Mar 13, 2014
Mar 13, 2014 at 7:16 PM UTC
The definition of insanity is repeating the same action expecting a different outcome.
Why do I do this? My regret is burning like the sun. I awoke to a cluster of thoughts about last night the things I do, the things I've done, oh I just might memories I fight. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, always sorry always regret, but not the day we met I drank too much, I talked too much and scared you away always running, why can't you stay? Full of questions about this puzzle called life wonder why I try, wonder why my strife. Well, I've done it again. Shouldn't have stopped the battle, but it's not something I can win before I do it again tires turning in the sand, same tune, but different band
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Mar 13, 2014
Mar 13, 2014 at 7:16 PM UTC
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