Late Bloomers


How did it feel to fail? How did it feel to feel? All of those times,
We tried our very hardest, and our best was never good enough for
Them Well, those days have come to and end, my friends We no longer
Answer to anyone and this new life is ours to live The end This is
The end of the way we used to live The end The end This is the
Death of the days that we were better off dead No more second
Guessing No more fucking patience No more self-doubt No more
Inhibitions Adapt Outlast Adapt Outlast At Last The end







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