| Shot memory and a fucked up mind.
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| Can’t remember what I left behind.
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| A dead-end street nights with no sleep.
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| Have I left my paradise for good?
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| 122 and highland street,
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| This is where we used to meet.
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| I knew that we’d move on someday,
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| But I didn’t think that it would be this way.
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| I can’t remember what it is I wanted,
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| But maybe if I loose it then I won’t forget.
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| I’m feeling sorry getting older
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| Nights we spent there are now over.
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| What’s the purpose if I move on
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| All i had is now all gone.
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| Have I left my paradise for good?
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| Now I return but it’s not the same,
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| Somehow what we had is changed.
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| I stare at you with my blurry eyes
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| But you’re not a face I recognize.
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| I can’t remember what it is I wanted,
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| But maybe if I lose it then I won’t forget.
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| I’m feeling sorry getting older
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| Nights we spent there are now over.
|
| What’s the purpose if I move on
|
| All I had is now all gone.
|
| Have I left my paradise for good?
|
| Shot memory and a fucked up mind.
|
| Can’t remember what I left behind.
|
| A dead end street nights with no sleep.
|
| Have I left my paradise for good?
|
| 122 and highland street,
|
| This is where we used to meet.
|
| I knew that we’d move on someday,
|
| But I didn’t think that it would be this way.
|
| I’m feeling sorry getting older
|
| nights we spent there are now over.
|
| what’s the purpose if I move on
|
| All I had is now all gone.
|
| Have I left my paradise for good?
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| Have I left my paradise for good?
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| Left my paradise for good. |