Moving On
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Anees - Moving On Lyrics & Traduction

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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
It's a blessing, and a lesson

Look, I tried to hate you, but I hated me
For the way embitterment fucked me up and made me see
Trauma isn't make-believe, but everyone projects
Even if that isn't personal, it 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

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 behaviour to you down the grapevine
Let me turn those sour grapes into wine
Even learned to pray for you, man, that took time

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, feeling, 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

 

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