that who I've become is not the same person that I used to be A friend of mine he pointed out to me That I'm not the same as I used to be And y'know he made me think twice about who I am And now I think of how I lived my life Sitting on the corner under the street light What would I change? What would I want to stay the same? And I've decided that I won't decide So I 'll sit on the curb watching the cars roll by who the hell needs self doubt When it's always the same shit that goes around town.
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