Texty

The sharks came out to feed in the last few weeks, while I'm at the bed-side scene beside myself All those dirty things you thought you'd never see Wolves are only out to benefit their wealth They came so fast it was like a dream, tore me apart, ripped me at the seams I won't let my past stand in front of me Don't let your past take control of you I find I'm feeling sickened by those things you stole, you treated her like your piggy-bank charity With all of us being honest like we tell ourselves, your toxic words were never lost on me Feeding so fast it was like a dream (she'd never believe this) I'm coming apart, tearing at the seams (while reeling with some resolve) I won't let my past stand in front of me (time to cut the line) I won't let my past take control of me (are you feeling the same way?) Purge yourself of every little sickness Clear the air with those who mean the most Leave the ones who only seek the drama Let the past stay in the past Feeding so fast it was like a dream (She'd never believe this) Tore me apart, ripped me at the seams (While reeling with some resolve) I won't let my past stand in front of me (Time to cut the line) I won't let my past take control of me (Are you feeling the same way?)
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