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