The Sour Taste - Promethee

I have made up my mind

I’m leaving you all behind

Follow me if you will

I won’t be waiting for you

Don’t even think that I will look back

Don’t even think that I will miss any of this

The sour taste it’s all in my head

I’ve done my best to make things impossible

With everything I do

I do unto me

Late me lay it down

So you might understand that you ain’t got nothing to do with this

Whatever’s past or whatever is to come

Now that I have your attention

All of this will fade away

We will be able to end up moving on from all of this

This has to end

There is something inside of me

That just won’t ever come out

Forcing a certain thing

Forcing a certain feeling

Forcing me to see

I don’t need nobody