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I'm never going to change, I'm never going to change a thing and what is there to gain, pretending you're something when you're not and there's nothing left of how things used to be. To nail the blame of your mistakes to anyone but you. I'm cutting the cord; I'm cutting the cord that keeps me. I'm cutting the ties; I'm cutting the ties that bind my feet to the ground It's getting harder to stay true when we were younger but that's not to say we should give in. To nail the blame of your mistakes to anyone but you. I'm cutting the cord; I'm cutting the cord that keeps me. I'm cutting the ties; I'm cutting the ties that bind my feet to the ground, my head in the sand. And when did the doors start to close and why did we just turn away? In favour of some passing trend that lets us down everyday. And do we believe in the words? Do we believe in the words that we say when we're screaming in each other's faces just like the good old days? From Letras Mania