Keep things in motion, trust the notion that everything you lose will be forever
Taking a shower, a two-year endeavor, of course I could always be better
Trust the machine, pills in my cuisine, only frowns I’ve seen at the clinic
Picnic with my inner nitpick, sh#t I hate served on a plate, only you could save
Save me, make me, push me
2017 I could do anything and I did everything
I could do anything, I could do anything
I could do anything, I could do anything
Blast from the past, mass made of ash
Never sad, it ain’t that bad
It’s worse, snow written on my hearse
Do I have timе to lift this curse?
Blast from the past, mass made of ash
Nеver sad, it ain’t that bad
It’s worse, snow written on my hearse
Do I have time to lift this curse?
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