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Same Old Is Told

 Same Old Is Told

August 5th, 2003

Walking down the street,
same old - same old.
Everyone I meet
is told - is told.
Nobody knows what I've gone through.
No one even cares. 
Out of all my friends, only a few
are there.
Walking down the street,
same old - same old.
Everyone I meet
is told - is told. 
You're gone from my life,
you're gone - you're gone...
You thought my heart'd been stabbed with a kn*fe,
but you're wrong, so wrong.
Walking down the street,
same old - same old.
Everyone I meet
is told - is told.
All you ever did was drink beer,
all you did was leave and roam.
Don't you ever come back here,
and don't think of this as home.
Walking down the street,
same old - same old.
Everyone I meet
is told - is told. 
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Location: Union City, MI, USA

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