Testo Forecasting

A millstone, golden, swing soft and assertive to the side
Undeniably pure, my past, it has no future

Oh, persistence
I can make this work
Oh, persistence
I can make this work
It's a prayer to the present from perspectives of the past
God, I hope this lasts
And eventually, one day, the prophets are
Gonna find out the hard way
That I won't repeat anything

Oh, persistence
I can make this work
Oh, persistence
I can make this work
I can make this work

I don't believe anything
Aversion towards versions of someone I swore I'd never be
Oh, persistence
I can make this worse
Oh, persistence
I can make this worse
Oh (oh), persistence
I can make this work
I can make this work