Breathe you out, breathe you in.
You keep coming back to tell me, your the one you could have been.
And my eyes see it all so clear, it was long ago and far away, but it never disappears.
Try to put it in the past, hold on to myself and don't look back.
I dont wanna dream about all the things that never where,
and mabye I can live whitout, 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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