i'm looking round my old house again
wondering if i have the same five friends
that i use to know
give or take five years ago
give or take five years ago
all the good times we use to have
shooting shit and burnin bags
made us all look real good
when the whole world went bad
god, the whole world went mad
we were all we had
welcome back to my old home town
it's a garbage can deep in the ground
it's so full of shit
it's so full of shit
and i'm so sick of it
cause there's nothing to do, no one to see
we killed our time by smoking weed
made us all feel real good
when the whole world got bad
god, the whole world got so mad
we were was all we had
i'm looking round my old house again
wondering if i have the same five friends
that i use to know
we were all we had
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