Among the sleepless nights
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that ended all so far behind
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live the memories of a place that I would always find
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people tell me
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things have changed along these valley streets
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but I don't think it's so
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its been so long that I've had this
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endless highway in my blood
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that lonely kid who never thought
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that he could fly above
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the sound of August nights
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under dimly lit street lights
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escape our little worlds that has a place in me
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the faceless kids out in the street
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that by night they'd run
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the little taste of freedom
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that was there for everyone
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I thought that where we were
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is where we'd always stay
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then I remember that was long and I'm here today but
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when I see you hanging out I can't help but to think,
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I was there once too
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people tell me
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things have changed along these valley streets
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but I don't think its true... no
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These Valley Streets
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| Jughead's Revenge |
