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I heard, heard myself say things I take back. If I could, could re-tell and make these stories last.
I see, see shadows of who we'll always be. When I drive, drive these roads that made our memories.
When we were only kids, and we were best of friends, and we hoped for the best, and let go of the rest.
Annons