Former Ghosts
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Hey we used to be kings, remember?Hey we used to be kingsStumbling blindly under street lampsLaughing to the worst inside jokesSour faces sipping on the cheap stuffBut people drift apart, you know?People get older, I'm getting olderJust a shadow of my former selfJust dragging my knucklesBut I'm learning to drink alone.I'm learning to drink alone.I could even fail miserablyThis box that I built for myselfBut maybe, but maybe a slide into mediocrityMaybe that pace would work for meBut hey, I'll save itBut hey, I'll save it for-When we are both in the same townPlaying catch up under street lampsWe used to be the shining starsWe used to be the shining stars of our resting parentsOf our resting parents.
From Letras Mania