I remember when we used to sit
serving all the hypocrites
As they would mingle with the good people we meet
Good friends we had, good friends we lost
Along the way
In this great future you can't forget your past
So dry your tears.
serving all the hypocrites
As they would mingle with the good people we meet
Good friends we had, good friends we lost
Along the way
In this great future you can't forget your past
So dry your tears.
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