Let me tell you a story
About the hazy good old days

Changing the game
Rules are for kids
Wanted to play but now I’m on the sidelines
Watching everyone having so much fun
Never let them know you’re angrier than them

Nobody cares
About the days of old
Take a quick picture then you run home
Call up my friends
No one picks up
I guess I’m going out all alone again

It’s time to grow up, but I don’t wanna calm down
Everything happens for a reason somehow
I know that’s not true
The meaning is just the same common purpose that I love
But might not
Trust no more

Oh mama how I miss those days
Watch them stream away, I wave
But they don’t wave back at me
Guess they’re just afraid, that they might get seen
Maybe afraid of what they wanna be
Some old freak like me
No

It all makes sense, prisoners of earth
Listen to the stories from before your birth
Training for the game
Kiss him in the rain
Everything about it is so fucking insane
It’s been a long time
You never lost touch
Here comes an old witch with a poison apple

Bring it to me
I’ll take a bite
Every last piece until I lose the light

I can only, I can only

I can only change what I can change
I can only change what I can change
Meet me at the bottom
I can only change what I can change
I can only change what I can change
Meet me at the bottom
The lost years

I never think about those days everyone’s talking about
They were the best
I guess
You say you like the way I dress
But that gets me beat up

And now you see
That was the story of my youth
I hope it makes sense to you
'Cause it doesn’t make sense to me

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