Right, Left
Throughout our journey, one thing was rightly certain
You were always right, and I was left with one option:
Accept the menace was my lefty direction
But my right left his steps to ride with pride and excessive passion
And when you finally left , I wished we could right the wrong
It was your right to have left ; and you are far gone
You were right when you said I would be left with regrets and our song.
I guess it serves right to be left in this mess: final curtain.
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