Back to the future
Back to the future
Sometimes I wish I was Marty McFly , I wish I was Marty because then I
Could jump in the Delorean and fix all the mistakes I made in the past.
Unfortunately I’m not Mr.McFly nor do I have Doc Brown's number ,
Oh but I really wish I did . I have made many mistakes in life , I made my
Bed and now I have to lay in it . I hurt such a beautiful soul I hurt it to the
Core every time I try to look into that soul I see so much pain and it reminds
Me that I’m laying in a bed of nails ,this bed is breaking me down but I know
It’s nothing compared to what that beautiful soul is feeling every time it looks
At me . Love , Trust , Loyalty , Beauty what more could I ask for ? Marty please
Give me the keys ! Girl me and you got in the delorean of our imaginations and
Planned such a beautiful future but I hurt you so bad all you see is the terrible,
Past that I caused . I’m not Mr.McFly nor do I have Doc Brown's number so I
Have to man up to my mistakes in the past and regain your trust so that we
Can continue to write our beautiful future that we both seen.
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