Grow up is searching for new ways
Only when you cover them
You realize the right was the first one
The first and the only one
You can change your clothes, you can cut your hair
But the feeling never changes

A common source many years have passed better days are gone
A common source we are here like the first time again

We've grown up with empty pockets
In ghost towns with empty streets
If it sounds like a set phrase
I hope you'll never have to taste this shit

Many years have passed, a common source like the first time

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