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I can't predict the future, Always looking on the past

Nothing good in life ever seems to last

So many obstacle's overcome, So many roads walked

Maybe things would be different if we had just talked

As the gardens have grown

So many wounds have been sewn

Losing all i could ever need

Moving on though i still bleed

As i wonder how much worse things could get

At the bottom of this bottle my heart will set