Album: Expel
From rough housing
In the living room
To “farewells”
And “we'll see you soon's”
But who even knows
Where we'll be next year?
There's no need
For this doom and gloom
Our next season is sure to bloom
Who even knows
Where we'll be next year?
We got older, and you got farther
It's gone, except inside my head
You're gone
It feels just like you're dead
There you are, in my head
Locked away in my memory
Make believe on the cul-de-sac
Wish that we could get it back
Who even knows
What's in store next year?
Catching up over too much food
Temporary attitude
No more promises for this year
Who did you become?
I never knew you in the first place
Who have i become?
Growing bitter
And not showing grace
We are more than just
A sum of our success and sin
The problem isn't you
Sometimes you grow apart in the end
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