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Hindsight She said she's give me some kinda sign I guess she did I'm happy she's still alive Mother said respect that decision I guess I do I don't well I'm still here and I'm still itching The lined him up then they lined him up just to see him I just don't see the point he ain't here and he ain't breathing Can't stand up well hell you know I could They lost it all but to me what good is Hindsight it's still stinging If you say you will how can I know you won't I just can't wait around til everything I know Is gone - let em up get myself out of storage That fires burning blood blue but singing orange Clocking time slim chance is all you need In living dying trying to find a life with guarantees To know what it's like to stand up and walk away To know what it's like to see someone else lose everything |