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Keasbey Nights Lyrics - Keasbey Nights - Catch 22

It was the summer of '95 

(So what?) 

In the backyard 

Shaving the old plies 

Feeling so strong 

(Strong) 

Something went wrong 

(Wrong) 

Straight into my finger 

What a stinger it was so long 

 

I still remember that day 

Like the day that I said, that," I swear 

I'll never hurt myself again" 

But it seems that I'm deemed to be wrong 

To be wrong, to be wrong 

Gotta keep holding on 

They always played a slow song 

 

When they come for me 

I'll be sitting at my desk 

With a gun in my hand 

Wearing a bulletproof vest 

Singing, my, my, my 

How the time does fly 

When you know you're going to die 

By the end of the night 

I said 

 

I still remember when 

We were young and fragile then 

No one gave a shit about us 

Because times were tougher then 

Feeling so good 

(Good) 

Cruising the hood 

(Hood) 

Straight into the real world 

Rich kids never understood 

 

But I don't care 

I can fade away to anywhere 

Don't stop because you might get dropped 

And if you do 

Who's going to pick you up? 

Well, I won't 

They always played a slow song 

 

When they come for me 

I'll be sitting at my desk 

With a gun in my hand 

Wearing a bulletproof vest 

Singing, my, my, my 

How the time does fly 

When you know you're going to die 

By the end of the night 

I said, "Hey" 

 

When they come for me 

I'll be sitting at my desk 

With a gun in my hand 

Wearing a bulletproof vest 

Singing, my, my, my 

How the time does fly 

When you know you're going to die 

By the end of the night 

 

When they come for me 

I'll be sitting at my desk 

With a gun in my hand 

Wearing a bulletproof vest 

Singing, my, my, my 

How the time does fly 

When you know you're going to die 

By the end of the night 

 

When they come for me 

I'll be sitting at my desk 

With a gun in my hand 

Wearing a bulletproof vest 

Singing, my, my, my 

How the time does fly 

When you know you're going to die 

By the end of the night 

I said, "Hey" 

 

Hey, hey, hey 

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