For Petes Sake - Fracture

I remember like yesterday You had a dream in your eyes and a smile on your face And I'm missing those days again Yeah, I'm missing those days again And I forgot what really got in the way Maybe the sun that wouldn't shine should be taking the blame 'Cause it's raining on me again Yeah, it's raining on me again A paradox The key you dropped A manifest For what you lost was me For my sake please, stop slowing me down Stop holding me up Quit making a scene, enough's enough Let's be honest Your promise was never meant to last So I'm taking you on, I'm calling you out There's nothing left for us here now Let's be honest I promise I'm never looking back for my sake For my sake Tell me something that's poetic at best Make me believe there was a time you weren't like the rest And I'll never ask you again And I'll never ask you again For all the moments and the memories No one could ever say we never had a history But I'm leaving that all behind And there's nothing gonna change my mind A paradox The key you dropped A manifest For what you lost was me For my sake please, stop slowing me down Stop holding me up Quit making a scene, enough's enough Let's be honest Your promise was never meant to last So I'm taking you on, I'm calling you out There's nothing left for us here now Let's be honest I promise I'm never looking back for my sake For my sake A paradox, the key you dropped A manifest for what you lost was me For my sake please, stop slowing me down Stop holding me up Stop slowing me down Enough's enough Stop slowing me down, stop holding me up Quit making a scene, enough's enough Let's be honest Your promise was never meant to last So I'm taking you on, I'm calling you out There's nothing left for us here now Let's be honest I promise I'm never looking back for my sake I'm never looking back for my sake For my sake

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