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36 lines
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Allow me to exaggerate a memory or two
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Where summer's lasted longer than
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Longer than we do
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When nothing really mattered
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Except for me to be with you
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But in time we all forgot and
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We all grew
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Your melody sounds as sweet
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As the first time it was sung
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With a little bit more character for show
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And by the time your father's heard
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Of all the wrong you've done
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Then I'm putting out the lantern
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Find your own way back home
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If I've forgotten how to sing
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Before I sung this song
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I'll write it all across the wall
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Before my job is done
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And I'll even have the courtesy
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Of admitting I was wrong
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As the final words before I'm dead and gone
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You've never been so divine
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In accepting your defeat
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And I've never been more scared to be alone
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If love is not enough to put my enemies to sleep
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Then I'm putting out the lantern
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Find your own way back home
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____________________
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Name Folkin' Around
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Artist Panic! At The Disco
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Album Pretty. Odd.
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