I keep having these flashbacks
I hate em
They remind me of my problems
I can’t stand to face em
I know it’s probably my last chance to change em
But even if I do it my past can’t erase it
I keep having these flashbacks
I hate em
They remind me of my problems
I can’t stand to face em
I know it’s probably my last chance to change em
But even if I do it my past can’t erase it