Hindsight from therapy/remedy by Second East

Keep all your feelings inside.
They`re just made of regrets,
regrets I won`t forget.
Regrets I won`t forget, and I won`t forget you.
Stories with no end make me feel like I`m alone.
I fought my way to hell.

After eight you came home, went straight to bed.
Is this all that we can remember.
Reply, reply, reply to me.

Pray to die so soon, because I will find you.
After eight you came home, went straight to bed.
Is this all that we can remember.
We never left a story. A story that I wrote.

And all these names sound so...
Familiair to see, can you regret.
I fought my way to hell. FLY
Pray to die so soon, because I will find you.

If we find you now.
If this is it, then we can remember your name.
`till I can remember your name. Will we find this difficult to see.

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