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