Self

I'll shake the apples from my family tree
So when the autumn comes to take the leaves
We'll write history books from memories
That we shared and will forget

Well, I don't remember 2012
But I heard the world would turn to hell
And compared to that, well I'm doing well
So I pray to God it really did

Well, they always ask you not to leave
And I am as they remember me
So when all my friends forget my name
No, I won't come back and be the same

No, I won't come back and be the same
And I'm gonna be my self again