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Rewritten

I had a story
Wrote it all down
Realized it meant nothing
Maybe then, not now
Rehearsed the lines like a play
But couldn�t recite the words back to me
Guess I�m no longer holding on to those emotions
Saying fuck the torment

This isn�t about my heart
Not wasting words on false love
Rewritten to prove I�m over it all
Tortured myself way too many times
Moving forward from those painful rhymes
Rewritten to prove I�m over it all

Threw away my days
Poisoning myself
Though it was all fake
Sunk in all the way down
Still managed to
Dig my way through
Even when people said
They thought I was strange
How sad to think
Being me is strange

This isn�t about my heart
Not wasting words on false love
Rewritten to prove I�m over it all
Tortured myself way too many times
Moving forward from those painful rhymes
Rewritten to prove I�m over it all

Sells pitch from a silver tongue
Sold my soul for it to be misused
I�m taking it back
This time for good

No longer hurt
I don�t have the time
If people hate me
Won�t change their minds
Only will ignore the idiots
And just move forward like I always have
Tales from the grave can remain buried
No point digging up the past
Rewritten to prove
I�m no longer holding on to anyone