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I was a little squirt The nerd, on mission street, long hair Seemed ungroomed, cleaned pants, guitar Posters in my room. The dead, the doors, the who, the stones. Concert tickets to make me remember What it was like high and gone. So many years, to remember what I've gone through Now nothing's old no more. Societies cheapened down to the new.
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Sep 27, 2015
Sep 27, 2015 at 10:21 AM UTC
Cheapened down alot
I was a little squirt The nerd, on mission street, long hair Seemed ungroomed, cleaned pants, guitar Posters in my room. The dead, the doors, the who, the stones. Concert tickets to make me remember What it was like high and gone. So many years, to remember what I've gone through Now nothing's old no more. Societies cheapened down to the new.
tommy-jackson
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Sep 27, 2015
Sep 27, 2015 at 10:21 AM UTC
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