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it's been years |
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since i saw your band in the basement |
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of our good friend's parents' house. |
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we formed those bonds beneath the ground, |
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we formed those bonds amongst the sound |
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of songs you wrote in hopes for better days. |
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if it were up to me, i'd relive all those days |
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that i sang the words and hummed the melodies over and over again. |
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if it were up to me, i'd relive every day |
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that we felt alone together. |
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some of us will drink ourselves to sleep tonight. |
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some of us won't even sleep in Pennsylvania. |
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if it were up to me, we'd be back in that basement; |
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back in the place that we felt happy. |
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but it's not up to me, so i'll relive those days in my dreams, |
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and smile when we pass on the street. |
