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8th street

There was a time ago

When I found love

on the street with broken lives and broken dreams

the place for outsiders

I fell for you

My knight in black and red

with shattered dreams and lost all hope

we found sight out of mind

that's when I saw you on 8th street

See the hills form afar

thats where we stood on your beat up car

we hear the train coming in

from New York to Los Angelos

The sun goes down

and we say good night and good bye

I'll be known as oh, whatsername

I burn theses photographs

another thought another heart fuilled memory

8th street

I say goodbye to him forever

this street will just be another broken road with a beautiful memory

Inspired by the story of American Idiot, by green day. :)

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