| How many years have passed me by?
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| Since I’ve stopped to take a look at all the changes in my life
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| So many friends have come and gone
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| But all those summer nights still burn inside my lungs
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| I hope you will not forget this either
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| Forever
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| And I bet I’m not the only one who thinks
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| I’m stuck in the past with all the friends I am losing
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| I regret not holding onto more closely
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| The past is the past, and I’m letting it kill me
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| If I just had one wish I’ll tell you what it’d be
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| I’d bring back all the bands inside the dome
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| And one last time have a fucking show
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| Life is what you make it, what you make it and I believe in this
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| What happened to the familiar faces that I’ve come to miss
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| And I bet I’m not the only one who thinks
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| I’m stuck in the past with all the friends I am losing
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| I regret not holding onto more closely
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| The past is the past, and I’m letting it kill me
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| This sinking ship can’t hold much more
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| How much longer?
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| How much longer?
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| Until these lights are dead and gone
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| I will scatter the ashes of what’s left of this place that I call home
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| And I will scatter the ashes of what’s left of this life this place that I call
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| home
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| And to fight this fatal attraction
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| Just to sit inside and hang my head too low
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| Living in the shadows of the scars
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| The past defines just who we are
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| And I bet I’m not the only one who thinks
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| I’m stuck in the past with all the friends I am losing
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| I regret not holding onto more closely
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| The past is the past and I’m letting it kill me
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| The past lives |