After All These Years...
HOW
After all these years
After all these fucking years
HOW
Do I still feel the same
HOW
After all these years
After all these fucking years
NOTHING
Nothing has changed
I almost forgot I was always fucked up like this
I wonder
HOW
Have I managed to drown
DROWN
The voices
The pain
HOW
HOW THE FUCK
After all these years
After all these FUCKING years
HOW
Do I still feel the same...
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