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Spraynard & Spraynard
This seems so sad
So disjointed, so broken beyond repair
So here's to looking back - looking back to when we were so young and scared
Scared to become like them;
Finding comfort in bottles while we were out of step
Now everyone I know walks in time
Changes seem harder the more I age and the more I stay the same
Maybe everyone is thinking the same thing and I'm the one in a different place