What do you think happened here?
Who are we to stand here?
Why is it that we are bitter?
There's a part of this that stuck right through a fall like this like me and you
A part that that I don't wish ever written
I don't care about the things to come
I'm taking steps but I can't move on
Follow my words and swollow my pride
It's up in the air and nothing to hide

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