L.N.S.D

Every now and then,

I long for the times when,

we’d smoke cigarettes,

on those late night summer drives.

The carefree days of our youth seem,

like a lifetime ago.

Now we’re left with the remnants,

and we’re haunted by the ghosts.

Chorus:

And it’s ok-yeah, yeah.

Confront the demons then move on.

Let the past be the past.

Never dwell on mistakes,

life’s too short for regrets.

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The warm summer air,

is a welcome change from,

winter’s cold and bitter breeze.

So roll down the windows,

and blare the music.

This feeling is elation,

we struggle not to loose it.

Chorus: 1x

I engulf myself with,

the happiness I’m feeling.

More often then not,

this sensation is fleeting.

And all I’m left with,

the reopening of the wounds,

I’d thought had long since been healed.

Chorus: 1x

End