Celebrate from Passengers by The Racer

We don’t miss the indecision
We don’t miss the fear of truth
We don’t miss the wars between us
We don’t miss the weight of you

Oh we were lied to, hell we make
We celebrate you either way
The complications that we face
They’ll be no one remembering you

We won’t miss the anxious feelings
When you groaned
We won’t miss the sound of sighs
We won’t miss the endless fight
No I won’t miss the guilt you thrown around
This is not a home
No I won’t miss the weight we’ve towed

Oh we were lied to, hell we make
We celebrate you either way
The complications that we face
We were meant to rise above where you decay
They’ll be no one remembering you
We rise
Yeah we were meant to rise above where you decay

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