| Biding my time
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| Waiting for nothing that I call mine
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| Without a care, I throw out the burdens that which I bear
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| Send it to Hell then forward I fare
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| Drink to euphoria
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| I’m breaking these chains
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| I’m over the throes of regret and shame
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| I’m turnin' the page, I’m over the woes of anger and rage
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| I’ve done myself wrong, I drove the nails through my own cross
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| Guilt is in bloom, tripped on the stones of previous fools
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| Tear out a page from my own book
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| Drink to euphoria
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| I’m breaking these chains
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| I’m over the throes of regret and shame
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| I’m turnin' the page, I’m over the woes of anger and rage
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| Why can’t bygones just be bygones?
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| Can’t turn back yesterday
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| There’s no use to keep beating a horse
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| That’s already been long dead and gone
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| I’m breaking these chains, I’m over the throes of regret and shame
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| I’m turnin' the page, I’m over the woes of anger and rage |