| I walked shadows of backstreet yesterday
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| I couldn’t find the places where we used to play
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| Ten thousand friendly faces, all it passed away
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| Things are not the way they were before
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| This town ain’t the same anymore
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| Names we scratched concrete have a long warn away
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| Like a first class citizen they’ll hurry on their way
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| They never see the sun for building hide the way
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| I couldn’t find an open door
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| This town ain’t the same anymore
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| This town ain’t the same anymore
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| I don’t know its name
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| And it don’t know mine
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| Wouldn’t it be fine
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| If we could change each other back again
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| This town and I will never be the same
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| The girl I loved once, now has even changed her name
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| So I leave silently, silently I came
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| And what’s the pass good for?
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| This town ain’t the same anymore
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| This town ain’t the same anymore
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| I changed my ways and this town changes too
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| I ran away and so has anyone I knew
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| The streets and gutters whispers softly who are you
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| That’s the question I ignore
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| This town ain’t the same any more
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| Mmm…
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| This town ain’t the same any more
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| This town ain’t the same any more |