Last Song Lyrics

Over and over
Around the clock hangover
It didn't look like things would change
Till our house foreclosure
As I burn an old guitar
On a funeral pyre
I'll always dream of you

In a silent lonely deja vu
In a silent lonely deja vu

I will smile I will smile I will smile I will smile

We cut our hair from our shoulders
Lined up like dead soldiers
The end of all our stranger days
When did we get older As I burn an old guitar
On a funeral pyre
I'll always dream of you

In a silent lonely deja vu
In a silent lonely deja vu
In a silent lonely deja vu
In a silent lonely deja vu

I will smile I will smile I will smile I will smile
I will smile I will smile I will smile I will smile
I will smile I will smile I will smile I will smile
I will smile I will smile I will smile

I will smile

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