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Things are not how they used to be
about three years ago, filled with happiness and glee
and before it, years and years of misery.
Now it's all just a memory
with so many friends I just wish I could see.
Such is life, bad things always happen to me.
Good times, I was diffrent, so was he.
Now it's all just a memory.
Now it's all just a memory.
All just a memory of years ago,
with friends who I'll never see again...