To the Past I Go Back To
When my world feels sad I go to my past which it was less bad
When my world feels bad I go to my past which was less mad
When my present day gets on my tits and I feel at my wits end
I want to throw in the towel and I feel my soul start to descend
But there is a cure that works every time and it's not from a bottle or a pill
It's a cure that's pure and I'm sure that it will always calm life's ills
When my present day gets on my tits and I feel at my wits end
I want to throw in the towel and I feel my soul start to descend
When my present day becomes my past and my future feels like my last chance
I'll once again produce a final swan song where I'll show my life's ills at a glance
But I'll reel in my soul and remind it to find times in my life where it was less stress and strife
These times were fine just simply sublime when I was in my prime and where my innocence was rife
When my world feels sad I go to my past which it was less bad
When my world feels bad I go to my past which was less mad
When my present day gets on my tits and I feel at my wits end
I want to throw in the towel and I feel my soul start to descend
But there is a cure that works every time and it's not from a bottle or a pill
It's a cure that's pure and I'm sure that it will always calm life's ills
When my world feels sad I go to my past which it was less bad
When my world feels bad I go to my past which was less mad
When my world feels bad I go to my past which was less mad
When my present day gets on my tits and I feel at my wits end
I want to throw in the towel and I feel my soul start to descend
But there is a cure that works every time and it's not from a bottle or a pill
It's a cure that's pure and I'm sure that it will always calm life's ills
When my present day gets on my tits and I feel at my wits end
I want to throw in the towel and I feel my soul start to descend
When my present day becomes my past and my future feels like my last chance
I'll once again produce a final swan song where I'll show my life's ills at a glance
But I'll reel in my soul and remind it to find times in my life where it was less stress and strife
These times were fine just simply sublime when I was in my prime and where my innocence was rife
When my world feels sad I go to my past which it was less bad
When my world feels bad I go to my past which was less mad
When my present day gets on my tits and I feel at my wits end
I want to throw in the towel and I feel my soul start to descend
But there is a cure that works every time and it's not from a bottle or a pill
It's a cure that's pure and I'm sure that it will always calm life's ills
When my world feels sad I go to my past which it was less bad
When my world feels bad I go to my past which was less mad
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Writer(s): Rachel Arnold
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