domingo, 13 de abril de 2014



Photograph



Nickelback



Look at this photograph 

Everytime I do it makes me laugh 
How did our eyes get so red 
And what the hell is on Joey's head
And this is where I grew up 
I think the present owner fixed it up 
I never knew we'd ever went without 
The second floor is hard for sneaking out

And this is where I went to school 
Most of the time had better things to do 
Criminal record says I broke in twice 
I must have done it half a dozen times 


I wonder if It's too late 
Should I go back and try to graduate 
Life's better now then it was back then 
If I was them I wouldn't let me in 


Oh oh oh 
Oh God I 

Every memory of looking out the back door 
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor 
It's hard to say it, time to say it 
Goodbye, goodbye 


Every memory of walking out the front door 
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for 
It's hard to say it, time to say it 
Goodbye, goodbye 


Remember the old arcade 
Blew every dollar that we ever made 
The cops hated us hangin' out 
They say somebody went and burned it down 


We used to listen to the radio 
And sing along with every song we know 
We said someday we'd find out how it feels 
To sing to more than just the steering wheel 


Kim's the first girl I kissed 
I was so nervous that I nearly missed 
She's had a couple of kids since then 
I haven't seen her since God knows when 


Oh oh oh 
Oh God I 


Every memory of looking out the back door 
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor 
It's hard to say it, time to say it 
Goodbye, goodbye 


Every memory of walking out the front door 
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for 
It's hard to say it, time to say it 
Goodbye, goodbye 


I miss that town 
I miss the faces 
You can't erase 
You can't replace it 
I miss it now 
I can't believe it 
So hard to stay 
Too hard to leave it 


If I could relive those days 
I know the one thing that would never change 


Every memory of looking out the back door 
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor 
It's hard to say it, time to say it 
Goodbye, goodbye 


Every memory of walking out the front door 
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for 
It's hard to say it, time to say it 
Goodbye, goodbye 


Look at this photograph 
Everytime I do it makes me laugh 
Everytime I do it makes me

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