I try to put it in the past. Hold on to myself and don't look back.
I don't wanna dream about.
All the things that never were.
Maybe I can live without.
When I'm out from under.
I dont' wanna feel the pain.
What good would it do me now?
I'll get it all figured out.
When I'm out from under.
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