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I said, practice what you preach.
If you can't, preach what you practice.
If you can't beat 'em, join 'em, that's what they say, right?
Am I right?
Am I right?
Or am I wrong?
I thought I knew what this year was supposed to be about.
I don't. It's not that year yet.
This is not the year of Realisation.
This is the year of Patience.
I complain about being there for you,
I complain about feeling used,
I complain about my love taken for granted.
All that has shown me: I complain too much.
Why can I not be happy?
Why can I not be grateful?
I am taking you for granted.
"You're settling for less. You're second best."
You would think so,
You would tell me that so many times over and over again,
Wouldn't you?
I just won't listen anymore.
I won't talk either.
I want to keep this, I want to keep this special.
I want to keep this, this especially, especially you.
I will shed my remaining melodramatic colours,
I will fade into cool-blue.
I will always stay burning red for you, only for you, never to you or against you...
This year is not about letting go.
I will never let anything go which holds on to me. I promise.
This year is about Positive Energy.
When life gives you lemons,
you eat some, you love it,
someone steals the rest from you,
you spend your whole life trying to get them back because deep down you know,
lemons are your favourite.
If you can't, preach what you practice.
If you can't beat 'em, join 'em, that's what they say, right?
Am I right?
Am I right?
Or am I wrong?
I thought I knew what this year was supposed to be about.
I don't. It's not that year yet.
This is not the year of Realisation.
This is the year of Patience.
I complain about being there for you,
I complain about feeling used,
I complain about my love taken for granted.
All that has shown me: I complain too much.
Why can I not be happy?
Why can I not be grateful?
I am taking you for granted.
"You're settling for less. You're second best."
You would think so,
You would tell me that so many times over and over again,
Wouldn't you?
I just won't listen anymore.
I won't talk either.
I want to keep this, I want to keep this special.
I want to keep this, this especially, especially you.
I will shed my remaining melodramatic colours,
I will fade into cool-blue.
I will always stay burning red for you, only for you, never to you or against you...
This year is not about letting go.
I will never let anything go which holds on to me. I promise.
This year is about Positive Energy.
When life gives you lemons,
you eat some, you love it,
someone steals the rest from you,
you spend your whole life trying to get them back because deep down you know,
lemons are your favourite.