Oct 2015
We tend to forget exactly where it was we came from.
Those people that died, those people that cried, they were real.
Move on, make more memories until you become one yourself, but never, ever, forget where you came from.
Those people that died, those people that cried, they were real.
Move on, make more memories until you become one yourself, but never, ever, forget where you came from.
Probably drinking a bit too much for my own good... Story of my life.
