When the past is vivid
When the past is vivid
The memories aren't far
The moments were exquisite
The adrenaline rush long gone
But there is no novacane in this feeling
Some say it's just the act of reminiscing on what it was
But I say, I'm just lamenting the mistakes I made
Hiding the solitude feelings in my way
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