Ghosts of Adolescence

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Heading back to the past, it's a blast from before
Class reunion calling, gotta open up that door
Got mixed feelings, memories, they flood my brain
Faces I once knew, will they treat me just the same?
Four-eyes, fattie: That's what they'd say
Introverted nerd, lost in my own way
But that don't give nobody, no right to tear me down
All those years of torment, still haunting me, I've found
Here we go again, in this high school masquerade
But some things never change, and some wounds never fade
Confronting ghosts from the past, hoping for a change
But some assholes stay assholes, it's a damn shame
There's Sony, with his sports car, trophy wife
Living in his mansion, living the high life
But behind that facade, still the same old clown
Stepping on people's dreams as he wears his golden crown
I muster up my courage, try to start anew
But the moment he opens his mouth, I know it's all too true
He laughs off the past, says he can't recall
Asks if I expect an apology, or a tear to fall
Or a tear to fall, again, in this high school masquerade
But some things never change, and some wounds never fade
Confronting ghosts from the past, hoping for a change
But some assholes stay assholes, it's a damn shame
Some assholes stay assholes, hoping for a change
Some assholes stay assholes, it's a damn shame
Some assholes stay assholes, hoping for a change
Some assholes stay assholes, it's a damn shame
Or a tear to fall, again, in this high school masquerade
But some things never change, and some wounds never fade
Confronting ghosts from the past, hoping for a change
But some assholes stay assholes, it's a damn shame

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