I've done things I'd rather forget
I've said things that are captioned by regret
And just like that, in a matter of a minute
I'm a new person, I'm out of it.But I choose to ignore them, they don't matter
Blatant is where I'm putting my money
For it always go down well, when laced with funny
Looking back into memory's file
There's a hopeless tear that's locked in a smile
I want the release, to just let it flow
But in desperation, I replace it with a show
And just like that, in a matter of a minute
I'm a new person, I'm out of it.
We're not so cool, we're over-rated
But just when you think you can treat us like shit
We're new persons, we're out of it.
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