Can't escape a past
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That wasn't ever lived
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All beginnings ended
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Come back to start again
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And the people seem to falter
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As they watch you fall asunder
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Eyes are open and filled with wonder
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I'm growing upside down
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Wisdom doesn't follow
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Just because you've aged
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Add a pinch of cinnamon
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It will make you sage
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There will be an hour
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When we'll meet again
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Maybe I won't recognize
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You in different skin
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I can hear you whispering
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Beneath the din it reels me in
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Just as the summer melts winter ice
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Temptations come to tempt you twice
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You spent too many of you're younger days
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Wishing you weren't virgin to her ways
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Growing Upside Down
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The Ditty Bops |