It's amazing how the inevitable is how it is
We think things could have been different
Thinking we could have done things differently
We look back and try to rewrite our memory's history
Looking back, only to deceive ourselves
Living in our fabricated unreality brings comfort
Living a lie that is soon to fade
Step back and think about what you didn't do
Would it really have made a difference?
Or would it have just hastened the execution of the unwanted?
Think about it. Think again
Isn't it amazing how the inevitable is how it is?
