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Countless nights i spend thinking about my old life
My old life, in which i had friends, when i was happy
My old life, in which i had someone to turn when my back was against the wall
my old life, in which i could cry and everyone care
my old life, in which i had all the things that a teenage would want
my old life, in which i had girlfriend to spend my money
and now i have no friends, no one to turn, if i cry no one cares,
but i still carry those memories, in which i can sink myself and relax and be happy
hopefully one day i can go back to my old life..........
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My old life, in which i had friends, when i was happy
My old life, in which i had someone to turn when my back was against the wall
my old life, in which i could cry and everyone care
my old life, in which i had all the things that a teenage would want
my old life, in which i had girlfriend to spend my money
and now i have no friends, no one to turn, if i cry no one cares,
but i still carry those memories, in which i can sink myself and relax and be happy
hopefully one day i can go back to my old life..........
By Me
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