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Waking up so cold
In this bed I've laced with sweat
Dripping in all my “used to be’s”
As I start to reminisce, I start to breathe it in
That nostalgic air

I remember thinking
Those were the days
When the rain couldn’t fall
I remember the deep blue skies
And not having a fucking care in the world

But I know it’s not real
But I can’t escape this
This air has filled my lungs
And I can’t breathe out

This nostalgic air is so stale
How could I forget?
All the horror and all the regret

I’m forgetting

Those were never our beautiful days
They will always be our darkest days
We were living through our darkest days

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