it seemz like yesturday when i was still in diaperz.
It seemz like yesturday when i learnt how to walk an crawl.
It seemz like yesturday when i learnt how to read an write.
It seemz like yesturday when ma parentz got divorced.
But it wasnt yesturday.

It wasnt yesturday when ma parentz got divorced.
It wasnt yesturday when i learnt how to read an write.
It wasnt yesturday when i learnt how to walk an crawl.
it wasnt yesturday when i was a baby.

an now im gettin older
an i got more responsibilitez than i did have yesturday.
but every day seemz like yesturday to me
~ never ending.

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