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People I know, places I go
Make me feel ...time
I can see how, before the dawn
Weâre on the inside
Hereâs where the story ends
People I see, weary of me
Showing my good side
I can see how, before the dawn
Weâre on the inside
Oh, hereâs where the story ends
Oh, hereâs where the story ends
Itâs that little souvenir, of the terrible years
Which makes my eyes feel soar
Oh Iâve never shouldâve said
This shoe fits you well
And all that I love
Itâs that little souvenir, of the terrible years
Which makes me wonder why
Itâs the memory of the ...
That makes me ...cross, cross by
Crazy I know, places I go
Make me feel so tired
I can see how, people look down
Right on the outside
Hereâs where the story ends
People I see, weary of me
Showing my good side
I can see how, before the dawn
Weâre on the inside
Itâs that little souvenir, of the terrible years
Which makes my eyes feel soar
And who ever would have thought
Looks what I brought,
Are all that I love
Oh that devil and heâs saying
Go down in the shame
I know where I belong
But the only thing I only really wanted to say
Was wrong, was wrong, was wrong
Itâs that little souvenir, of the beautiful years
Which makes me smile inside
So I said Iâm probably sad
Where is the way
Surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise
Hereâs where the story ends
Hereâs where the story ends.