Overplayed is the
Card I was dealt
Finding closure in
The things I felt
In all the things I
Thought was right
But tonight I
Separate black from white
I can no longer
Live inside the past
Hiding, crying
Running fast
Away from home and from my heart
Always playing the history card
And as the sun
Simmers in my soul
I'm climbing out of
The darkened hole
No more will my past
Be a scapegoat,
But instead I'll let Him
Sail my lifeboat
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