Hindsights - Sixteen | Текст песни

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• Hindsights
• Sixteen

I have to accept the things that I can’t change,
I struggle because everyday frustrations grow tenfold.
For now it seems like it’s getting the best of me,
But I will never regain my memory.

I’d rather not think about it, and the irony is that I can’t.
I never want to be sixteen again.

I will never have peace of mind,
Because my mind will always be in pieces.
Picking them up would be a waste,
Who searches for a time when they were unhappy?

I am not myself, but I’m still on two feet.


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