I'll shake the apples from my family tree.
So when the autumn comes to take the leaves
We'll write history books from memory
That we shared and will forget.
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No, I don't remember 2012
But I heard the world would turn to hell.
And compared to that, well I'm doing well.
So I pray to God it really did.
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Well they always ask you not to leave.
And I am as they remember me.
So when all my friends forget my name
No, I won't come back and be the same.
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No, I won't come back and be the same.
And I'm gonna be my self again.