Get out of my head! We both know it’s not how our saga’s intended to play out, but it’s too late to reiterate now. I need you to know this. I don’t heed to pull apart
I left these ghosts in the past, and I don’t fear death, but I’m scared of what comes next. Every dawn gives way to dusk. It’s just not fair, fair to know that we can move on, on with our lives, but I’m over it, I’m over you, and it’s not fair to presume I succumbed to the weight of these burdens. Molding and shaping me into the man I’ve become today. With loose ends tied nothing seems to satisfy. Fire everything you’ve got. This is merely food for thought, and it’s just not fair, fair to know that we can move on, on with our lives. I’m over you, not over this, and I don’t care to quarrel anymore with the voices in my head