You don’t mean to let it bother you.
Yet it won’t leave your mind.
It revolves around and around
On the same track
Worn down by the repeated worries.
If only getting out of the rut was as easy as identifying that one is there.
You don’t mean to let it bother you.
Yet it won’t leave your mind.
It revolves around and around
On the same track
Worn down by the repeated worries.
If only getting out of the rut was as easy as identifying that one is there.
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