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don't look back in rage
the bigger the whisky
the more reminiscing,
i look so far back i can't see
or maybe that's the whisky
as the memories hit me,
i'm trapped in my history.
i've got to lift my eyes up
and look on ahead,
my past is done if not quite dead,
if i break its bind -
unravels like a thread,
i kick my legs to the path i want to tread.
the more reminiscing,
i look so far back i can't see
or maybe that's the whisky
as the memories hit me,
i'm trapped in my history.
i've got to lift my eyes up
and look on ahead,
my past is done if not quite dead,
if i break its bind -
unravels like a thread,
i kick my legs to the path i want to tread.
Published 17th Nov 2011
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