I have never been who I am now
And I find it hard not to lament
I know I was more than just arrogant and proud
But all else seems to circumvent
I would not be here had I not been there
For that, I guess there’s something to be said
But in five more years, how will I stare
What sorts of memories will live in my head
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Live in My Head

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