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, 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 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 meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
