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what's up with all these years i've tucked away in shame?it's like i'm a game to you, now i don't want to playif i could write it out i know what i would say.why did i spend all this time so stuck inside your ways?now i'm back for what it's worth, yeah, what it's worth at all,i'll see you in the springtime, but you'll never see me fall.what's wrong with being me? i know myself the bestsome people are quiet all right, i'm bored by all the restif i could write it out i know what i would saywhy did i spend all this time so stuck inside your ways?now i'm back for what it's worth, yeah, what it's worth at alli'll see you in the springtime, but you'll never see me fall. From Letras Mania