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moving on (Explicit) - Anees
Lyrics by:Anees Mokhiber
Composed by:Anees Mokhiber
Produced by:Abhi Sridharan Vaidehi/Vadim Karpenko/anees
Nana nananana
Nana nananana
Nana nananana
Nana nananana
Nana nananana
Nana nananana
Nana nananana
Your trauma must have made you make mine
Nobody's a villain just a victim of time
It's not your fault you weren't taught to be kind
Someone must have modelled
That behavior to you down the grapevine
Let me turn those sour grapes into wine
Even learned to pray for you man that took time
But after all who am I but a hypocrite
A sinner to judge
I'd rather shower you with grace than a grudge
I don't blame you for the way you fucked me up
Because I let you still I won't shame me
For a second it's a lesson
What a blessing to be imperfect and human
To get hurt and keep moving
There is no taste and no feeling
Sweet as moving on and healing from you
Look I tried to hate you but I hated me
For the way embitterment fucked me up it made me see
Trauma isn't make-believe but everyone projects
Even if that isn't personal that doesn't hurt less
My ego has a tendency to ignore reality
That's why we pretend to be more than just a casualty
What hurts the worst is
When a friend lends your love to tragedy
Nobody's immune Judas gave the kiss casually
I don't blame you for the way you fucked me up
Because I let you still I won't shame me
For a second it's a lesson
What a blessing to be imperfect and human
To get hurt and keep moving
There is no taste and no feeling
Sweet as moving on and healing from you
I've been feeling this healing feeling
I've been feeling this healing feeling I
I've been feeling this healing feeling
I've been feeling this healing feeling I
I've been feeling this healing feeling
I've been feeling this healing feeling I
I've been feeling this healing feeling
Feeling healing healing feeling I
I'm moving on moving on
I'm moving on moving on from you
Moving on moving on
I'm moving on moving on from you
Moving on moving on
I'm moving on moving on from you
I don't blame you for the way you fucked me up
Because I let you still I won't shame me
For a second it's a lesson
What a blessing to be imperfect and human
To get hurt and keep moving
There is no taste and no feeling
Sweet as moving on and healing from you