He was the congregation's vagrant,
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With an unrequited love.
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When your passion's exaltation,
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Then finding refuge is not enough.
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She was the youngest of the family
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And the last to be let go
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When they decided they would try and make it on their own.
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Oh Memories!
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Where'd you go?
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You were all I've ever known!
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How I miss yesterday!
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And how I let it fade away .
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Where'd you go?
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(oh oh oh oh
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oh oh oh oh
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oh oh oh oh)
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When July became December,
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Their affection fought the cold.
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But they couldn't quite remember,
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What inspired them to go.
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And it was beautifully depressing,
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Like a street car named Desire.
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They were fighting for their love,
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That had started growing tired.
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Oh Memories!
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Where'd you go?
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You were all I've ever known!
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How I miss yesterday!
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And how I let it fade away .
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Don't fade away!
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When the money lost momentum,
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And the bills were piling high
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Then the smile had finally faded,
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From the apple of their eye.
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They were young and independent,
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And they thought they had it planned.
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Should have known right from the start,
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You can't predict the end.
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Oh Memories!
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Where'd you go?
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You were all I've ever known!
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How I miss yesterday!
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And how I let it fade away .
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Oh Memories!
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Where'd you go?
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You were all I've ever known!
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How I miss yesterday!
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And how I let it fade away .
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Don't fade away!
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Memories
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| Panic! At The Disco |
