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When memories are all you have, all you really have is nothing. |
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Hanging on to "how it used to be" and "better days". |
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How can you say that was it, |
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I'm guilty of this to and afraid to admit |
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Nostalgia is a broken record and I hate it's song. |
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The days have passed, it's time to carry on. |
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Nostalgia is a broken record and I hate it's song, |
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Never neglect those times, but remember the new ones. |
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Stone beaches and drunk love that was my life, |
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But that was 2005. |
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I still remember every sight, every smell, every girl, |
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Every fight and every night owning the streets. |
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But now it's over. |
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So pack it up and live for today, |
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The kings and queens of my five years dreams are all dead to me. |
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I know this is all true because I'm guilty of this too, |
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But don't hang on just to hang on. |
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So you drink to forget and love to regret. |
