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Seventh grade, first day of school |
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The first time I laid eyes on you |
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A blue Fjällräven rucksack |
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You'd dyed your hair from blonde to black |
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It took a month for me to speak |
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A word to you, and it came out weak |
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I mumbled that I also had |
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A Nirvana t-shirt, somewhere |
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We were young, we were told: |
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"Now, you'll regret this when you're old" |
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And yet here we still stand |
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Safe in our own world built on sand |
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A year passed by, I stayed close |
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Became your friend, the rest were foes |
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We formed a band, called "The Hate" |
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The first rehearsal you were late |
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Your dad had thrown a fit once more |
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I patched you up just like before |
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You screamed: "I swear, I'll run away" |
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You kissed me after I said: "Stay" |
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We were young, we were told: |
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"Now, you'll regret this when you're old" |
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And yet here we still stand |
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Safe in our own world built on sand |
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We were young, we were told: |
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"Now, you'll regret this when you're old" |
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And yet here we still stand |
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Safe in our own world built on sand |
