How many times
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Can I push it aside
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Is it time I befriended all the ghosts of
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All the things that haunt me most
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So they leave me alone
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Move on with my life
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Be certain the steps of left and right
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Don't fight the direction of upright
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I'd rather forget and not slow down
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Than gather regret for the things I can't change now
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If I become what I can't accept
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Resurrect the saint from within the wretch
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Pour over me and wash my hands of it
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It's time to decide
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Which is out of my mind
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Cause it'll be me unless I put some thoughts
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To rest and leave some faults behind
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I'll watch the glint in my eye
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Shine off the spring in my step
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And it could be blinding depending
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On the amount of you that I reflect
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Cause I could spend my life just tryin' to sift through
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What I could've done better but what good do what ifs do
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Oh oh
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Oh oh
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There's something I should tell you now
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I'd rather forget and not slow down
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Than gather regret for the things I can't change now
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If I become what I can't accept
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Resurrect the saint from within the wretch
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Pour over me and wash my hands
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Pour over me and wash my hands
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Cause I could spend my life just tryin' to sift through
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What I could've done better but what good do what ifs do
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Oh oh
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Oh oh
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There's something I should tell you now
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Oh oh
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Oh oh
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There's something I should tell you now
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I'd rather forget and not slow down
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Than gather regret for all I can't change now
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If I become what I can not accept
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Resurrect the saint from within the wretch
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Rather forget and not slow down
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Than gather regret for the things I can't change now
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If I become what I can't accept
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Resurrect the saint from within the wretch
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Rather forget and not slow down
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Than gather regret for the things I can't change now
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If I become what I can't accept
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Resurrect, resurrect
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Pour over me and wash my hands
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Pour over me and wash my hands of it
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Forget And Not Slow Down
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| Relient K(·¼¸®¾ðÆ® ÄÉÀÌ) |