Past life, broken
I'm not holding on to dead memories of what I used to be
I found a way to make this I found me
Goodbye, you hurt no more
This time, I'm not broken
I'm not holding on to dead memories of what I used to be
I found a way to make this I found me
I'm not holding on to dead memories of what I used to be
I found a way to make this I found me
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