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The past is a grotesque animal
And in its eyes you see
How completely wrong you can be
It's so embarrassing to need someone like I do you
How can I explain, I need you here and not here too

You know, things could be different
But they're not

Sometimes I wonder if you're mythologizing me like I do you
Mythologizing me like I do you
I'm so touched by your goodness
You make me feel so criminal
How do you keep it together?
I'm all, all unraveled

I'm gone, I'm just gone
But at least I author my own disaster
At least I author my own disaster