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I slam the breaks on my mind Reverse. Reverse. Reverse. Back to a time where everything was trivial. Where it didn't matter if I tripped up Cut my knees Cause they could heal... Broken things could be repaired. And now I wonder Am I too far gone to mend my self? My troubled head And fix the way I think about life I often dwell on death instead. They tell me: imagine the things you say to yourself now Are what you are saying to your childhood self Are these things ok to say to a child? Or should you shut your mouth? I slam the accelerator of my mind Forward. Forward. Forward. Towards a brighter time ahead. Where it doesn't matter if I mess up Be reckless Cause in time things will heal. Broken things can be repaired.
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Aug 21, 2014
Aug 21, 2014 at 2:08 PM UTC
Repairing myself
I slam the breaks on my mind Reverse. Reverse. Reverse. Back to a time where everything was trivial. Where it didn't matter if I tripped up Cut my knees Cause they could heal... Broken things could be repaired. And now I wonder Am I too far gone to mend my self? My troubled head And fix the way I think about life I often dwell on death instead. They tell me: imagine the things you say to yourself now Are what you are saying to your childhood self Are these things ok to say to a child? Or should you shut your mouth? I slam the accelerator of my mind Forward. Forward. Forward. Towards a brighter time ahead. Where it doesn't matter if I mess up Be reckless Cause in time things will heal. Broken things can be repaired.
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Aug 21, 2014
Aug 21, 2014 at 2:08 PM UTC
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