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It's too late to put on a mask
Too late to try to unpack
Too late to pave a new path
I bared my soul and bared witness
Bad memories and good riddance
Good moments don't ever last
Growth is only in vain
There's too many snakes in your grass
Body counts
Hidden figures
You do the math
You only destined to crash
You steer while facing the past
I get so lost in the blues
Slip, and fall for your jazz
You play the right notes
Keep me solemnly running back
Running back