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Seeing you from across the room,

Knowing it will all end soon,

Feeling the pressure on my brain,

Knowing it will never be the same

Thought that I’d be able to last,

Until this conversation passed,

But all you wanna do is shout,

Make sure you don’t leave anything out.

‘Cause when your young!

All that you do is fun,

But that won’t see us rolling down

What’s become of this old town

I close my eyes to see

All that you used to mean to me,

And when I smile it’s not through pain,

Just to means something to you again

Hoping that this pain ain’t going to last,

Makes it so hard to think of the past,

But you make that sound all over again,

Like your brain can’t handle this pain.

Thirty years gone in a flash,

Wish I could just see your ass,

But some things will never be the same

And that’s something for you to complain.

I wonder what’s on TV,

Seems more important to me,

As you shout I put you on mute,

Your gestures still seem smote

Trying hard to see where you lost me,

Just give me a smile and you got me,

But I guess that’s the parallax,

Different worlds aint meant to last.