Remember the days, the old dog days. Never is gonna be the same thing again.
I try to reach the past, but it is far, too far. People they change, friends i mean, or what's left of them.
Try moving on but is tough, the old days keeping passing through my head, passing like a knife cutting over all my heart.
I try to reach the past, but it is far, too far. People they change, friends i mean, or what's left of them.
Try moving on but is tough, the old days keeping passing through my head, passing like a knife cutting over all my heart.
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