Where We Once Roamed

I remember
All the days
Gripping cigs
While Fugazi plays
Now it's cold
Where we once roamed
Always miss
Your crazy ways

It's not rare
It's equalized
Everything
Is set to die
Grab your friends
And live your life
Don't be scared
It comes in time

It seems so long
It feels so fresh
Goodbye my friend
Travel well

Who knows what
You did that night
All alone
In that empty home
A week after
You left us all
We Played guitar
In your vacant room

Been four years
That's long enough
Please come back
And strut your stuff
Met some folks
And brought you up
Realized
It's all fucked up



Credits
Writer(s): Spenser Davis
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