HISTORY       by Angela Ai © 2001


I walk down certain streets
Hoping that I don’t see your face
I think of what I’d say
Or how I’d look away in case, just in case

‘Cause I remember how you’d hold me
How you’d cleverly unfold me
Then you’d throw me to the side
And I would let you
‘Cause I thought that God had sent you
And eventually, She’d change your mind so

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I gave you every piece of me and
I made you my living deity
I suffered through my insanity
Now, you, you, you
You’re only history

The smell of cigarettes
Can make me sick or think of sex (it’s just a test)
Three thousand miles away and still I’m so afraid
I’ll make the same mistake again someday

Just when I think I’m free
A smell, a sound, a face, a place, a memory
Can leave me paralyzed
And though I’m shaken by my past
An ugly scar upon my chest
I’ve come to realize though

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If I see you somewhere along the way
I will say a prayer and hope that day
Will be the day
I have finally broken free ‘cause

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