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- Good Ol' Days -
I try to see through the clouds in my vision..
Telling everyone I'm fine, giving small hints at a time.
Called an ambulance 36 times in a month,
I'm the boy who cried wolf,
Yes, the wolf was there every time..
who would believe the crazy person?
The wolf is depression.
The wolf is my memories.
One day...
The wolf is going to kill me,
I'll cry and cry, but the people who can do something won't respond.