So let’s go back now to the times that were fun
I’m so sick of the lies that someone else’s mind has won
I don’t care what they think, I don’t care who all cares
I just don’t want you to leave
So get your car, I’ll meet you sometime tonight
I don’t care what we do, we can get in a fight
I’m so tired of living in this small, enclosed can
So let me out, we’ll have some fun, I’ll let you let me make the plans
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Psalms 43:18-19
Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?
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