The Importance of Being Young
We're near the perimeter
It's been a long everlasting winter
I'm glad that it's summer
We watch the landfill of stars in the sky
Our teen years are high
As we look in our minds for the years that have gone by
We kill our eyes and start to cry
You only live once
Our lives just started to bounce
My ozone layered past consisting of broken memories
Is all we have sorrowing in the wake of you
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