Remnants of what could have been by Worn Thin

Here’s the door

by Worn Thin· from Remnants of what could have been

Cant you See We dont want you, we dont need you Hello, its me again the one you stepped on to get ahead of the race dont even think that you can come back do you remember the way you left? Used us all then moved past when we didn’t fit in your fucking plans when you leave don’t look back here’s the door No thanks