I'm not angry anymore.
I suppose when you lay it down flatly, the statement mentioned did not really say anything. It only pains for what it implies. And if one succesfully ignores the insinuations, which depends fully on the listener, then they're really just bare facts. And therefore, I shall not squander any more energy into this matter.
I'm tired. But lyrics won't cease in my head.
It's too late for you and your white horse to come around.
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