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, oh

And I'm gonna be myself again