Verae amicitiae sempiternae sunt

Pictures of you, pictures of me
Remind us all of what we used to be





Oh I have done things so mean and so grin
I’m too ashamed to say them out loud
I don’t think you get how much I regret
Oh here me when I vow


That I will always be your soldier
I’ll be marching by your side


Verae amicitiae sempiternae sunt

I really do love you.

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