The Good Life - Two Years This Month
It's been two years this month,
since the last time we spoke,
and it's starting to seem,
that the only thing everlasting
is this vow of silence.
Well, I guess that's the vow that we took,
but not at first.
At first I was screaming,
those songs you heard,
Two years ago on that night we last spoke.
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lookin' like a preacher's son who had given into the devil worshiping scene
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