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Remember the famous last words that someone famous said, ＂tell them i said something, don＇t let it end like this,＂ On a re-upholstered leather couch in a cloud of tv, Smoke, and cigarettes, or a mattress on a hard wood floor And an old acoustic missing stringed guitar Playing that same stupid punk rock song, ＂weve been at the end all along,＂ A bathroobe in the hall from a long time agos lost friend, And a note that waited ten years to tell me to remember him, He said; ＂its been too long since we had a day together in new york,＂ Absences as long as life is short, In the first chapter of the best book that i ever read in my life, it said, ＂to be reborn, first you have to die,＂ Hey, would it be alright if i used your couch to get too drunk tonight? I＇ve spent so many days pushing my skies away So i can keep my sights squarely on the ground, Reincarnations killing me