Sore spots

I stop, my memory is nothing but a gallery of sore spots
Can’t you see I carry on but I don’t wanna hold on to the retrospective life
I don’t wanna overestimate this time, time, time, time

It’s stuck, that’s for sure
Can’t do this, follow that, life is so imperfect, almost human, just like me
We live our lives, this is why we hold on to reanimated lives
I don’t wanna overestimate this time, time, time

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