We grew up together
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We saw it all we thought we had it made
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but how was I gonna know
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That the bond we had would soon begin to fade
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The times we spent the fun we had
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Are the memories that just turned bad
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But that's the price we pay for being young
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We roamed the streets of every town
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We almost had the country on its knees
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But mass acceptance dragged you down
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We were a problem overcome with ease
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But unlike as we thought was right
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We went down without a fight
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And we let them grind us into the ground
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The years have gone behind us
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The things we've said and done
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It's strange to be nostalgic
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When you're only 21
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There came a time when you were gone,
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When everything you stood for disappeared
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And now I look at the shadow left
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And I doubt if you will reappear
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'Cos you've left a legacy of clones
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Of broken minds in broken homes
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And it looks like I've become a memory
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Only 21
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| The Partisans |
