Soliloquy of the Undead

Fight woman, fucking hell Come on, girl friend Get it going Be that woman Let it go Come on, go I can't really take this anymore I'm reaping what I've sown for the last few years Now it's finally my own Taken it for granted all the times that I was given grace To make it better, but Now I'm having to face the reality of my actions That's the consequences; that's the way that life goes I just can't help it There's nothing I can do about it, except accept it And just, just move on All I can do is move on All I need to do is grow All I need to do is grow