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I hate listening to these old songs, that remind me of the past. I won't look back. Old friends have left and changed, it's a good thing I'm not here to stay, any longer. The next time you come around, I won't be here.
And we're all changing, just don't forget me or the place you grew up in, because home is where the heart is. And we're all changing, just like the leaves on the trees, please don't forget me, just don't forget me.
This is where I've spent my whole life. Made all my friends. And I still think about them. And I've spent so much time at home, in my room alone. Thinking about the promises I've made, I'll be heard. I just want them all to see that I'm making it and not leaving even when the current's against me, I'm still swimming.
And we're all changing, just don't forget me or the place you grew up in, because home is where the heart is. And we're all changing, just like the leaves on the trees, please don't forget me, just don't forget me.
I just need enough to get by. (We're all changing.)
But right now I'm at a stand still (Like the leaves on the trees.)
I think I've found the reason why, (Home is where the heart is.)
I'm so upset.
Because I just want to live the life, (Please don't forget me.)
But hope is all I have left. (Hope is all I have left.)
Please don't forget me, and I won't forget the place. I could never forget the place, that I came from.
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Community
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I feel the call. I feel the growing old.
I feel the call. I feel the growing old.
Use the spade, and cover the grave. The timing, must've felt right. It changed us, but fucking made us. Do you understand what I'm alluding to?
Community, it speaks to me.
Community, it speaks to me.
Speak to me, with integrity, cause my anxiety won't let me sleep. Community, where's the purpose, what's the cost? A broken household. Give us unity. The words you speak, keep stabbing me. Let me breathe. Let me breathe. Let me breathe.
Community, it's gonna haunt me.
Community, this fucking kills me.
The bond didn't hold. So I guess someone had to fold.
Do I get better? Or keep listening? All I know, is I'll get there. I'll get there. I'll get there. I'll get there.
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All Nighter San Marcos, Texas
Aggressive Emo.
Feeling better.
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