The story
He keeps circling back to the same bad ground.
He slips into the old rut like it never left, reaching for the habits that once looked like relief. Every step forward feels shorter than the slide back, and the fresh start he swore he wanted already has dust on it. He knows exactly where this road bends, and he takes it anyway.
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Lyrics
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