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Set in my ways I am CHANGING...
Every single move you're MAKING...
Sense of analyzed PREDICTIONS...
Far beyond our COMPREHENSIONS...
I’ve been tortured with ARRIVING...
Thoughts that stop a star from SHINING...
Kill me now before I’m SOBER...
So I die before it’s OVER...
[Chorus: Jeff Hardy]
My skins dying because you're under it
I’m done lying to myself for this
For all the wonder in believing man it’s making me weak
I’ll fade away & classify myself as OBSOLETE!
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ℰ𝓋ℯ𝓇𝓎 𝓃𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉, ℐ 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒻ℯℯ𝓁 𝓂𝓎 𝓁ℯℊ...
𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝓎 𝒶𝓇𝓂... ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝒻𝒾𝓃ℊℯ𝓇𝓈.
𝒯𝒽ℯ 𝒷ℴ𝒹𝓎 ℐ'𝓋ℯ 𝓁ℴ𝓈𝓉...
𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒸ℴ𝓂𝓇𝒶𝒹ℯ𝓈 ℐ'𝓋ℯ 𝓁ℴ𝓈𝓉...
𝓌ℴ𝓃'𝓉 𝓈𝓉ℴ𝓅 𝒽𝓊𝓇𝓉𝒾𝓃ℊ...
ℐ𝓉'𝓈 𝓁𝒾𝓀ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓎'𝓇ℯ 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇ℯ.
𝒴ℴ𝓊 𝒻ℯℯ𝓁 𝒾𝓉, 𝓉ℴℴ, 𝒹ℴ𝓃'𝓉 𝓎ℴ𝓊?
ℐ'𝓂 ℊℴ𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝓂𝒶𝓀ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓂 ℊ𝒾𝓋ℯ 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀 ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝓅𝒶𝓈𝓉