I don't want to go back to my past.
I love my present and I will do salsa in joy to handle my today's troubles,
Than be on a ride again to the bumpy coast,
I'd rather be free flowing in my present than be trapped in my old little bubbles.
I talk like a saint, but how does a saint talk?
Well, I talk like I have matured overnight and give lectures on how the current moment is all everyone should live for,
C'mon I am mad and probably a bit too sad to accept that the reality sucks.