How many years have passed me by,
Since I´ve stopped to take a look at all the changes in my life?
So many friends have come and gone.
But all those summer nights still burn inside my lungs.
I hope you will not forget this either.
Forever.

And I bet I´m not the only one who thinks.
I´m stuck in the past with all the friends I am losing.
I regret not holding on to it closely.
The past it the past, and I´m letting it kill me.

If I just had one wish I´ll tell you what it´d be.
I´d bring back all the bands inside the dome.
And one last time we´d have a fucking show.
Life is what you make it, what you make it and I believe in this.
What happened to the familiar faces that I´ve come to miss.

And I bet I´m not the only one who thinks.
I´m stuck in the past with all the friends I am losing.
I regret not holding on to it closely.
The past is the past, and I´m letting it kill me.

This sinking ship can´t hold much water!
How much longer?
How much longer?
Until these lights are dead and gone.
I will scatter the ashes of what´s left of this place that I call home.

And I will scatter the ashes of this former life, this place that I call home
And fight this fatal attraction,
Just to sit inside and hang my head too low.

Living in shadows of scars,
The past defines just who we are.

And I bet I´m not the only one who thinks.
I´m stuck in the past with all the friends I am losing.
I regret not holding on it closely.
The past is the past and I´m letting it kill me.

The past lives!