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You’re like the last part of fall When the leaves all fall off When the good part’s gone Who you used to be was so fun The thrills of new seasons come and go And all you’re left with is the cold Without the magic of the snow Who you used to be was so good When everything has turned to grey Without the peace that comes from rain When all the colors fade away Who you used to be was so great
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Sep 17, 2020
Sep 17, 2020 at 6:57 AM UTC
Used To
You’re like the last part of fall When the leaves all fall off When the good part’s gone Who you used to be was so fun The thrills of new seasons come and go And all you’re left with is the cold Without the magic of the snow Who you used to be was so good When everything has turned to grey Without the peace that comes from rain When all the colors fade away Who you used to be was so great
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Sep 17, 2020
Sep 17, 2020 at 6:57 AM UTC
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