i guess that's like lucy calling charlie brown "wishy-washy,"
all through my life, i am to stay inside, writing tunes
all through my life, no special ties since time of youth
so, now that my strife will fade, social-type needs feel the same as a game
my magic past says "go be glad and live much bolder, go out at night"
but once i start to be like this, i wish homecoming will soon be mine
and with new friends come their weekends
all through my life, hey i'd been trying to change sad to glad
all through my life, none were forgotten, the ties i once had
oh, nothing much like the past, there is no whimper had recently
my magic past, it won't rehash, it's lived - it's over, renewed is life
though some nights marked by dreams of kids, my youth rerunning all through the night
until a.m. i be with friends
oh, the dreams of my high school's enough
let me play there, and by day waste my life
the fags in chat say i'll be sad to see i'm blowing my youth and life
and once they start, i feel their sense has since come from their own youthful eyes
they're different, i'm not like them
my magic past says "go be glad and live much bolder, go out at night"
but some nights marked by dreams of kids and youth's enough for this dude who writes
cuz with new friends come their weekends
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, unless you're there now