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The Kids We Used To Be... Hard
by Your Demise
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So is the song
I write for everyone who I never forgot
The we used to be are all dead
and forgotten
Black eyed boys and eyed girls
Friday love
And Saturday morning regrets
Summers came and went
But the never left...
But the love never left...
So let's bring the best years...
Nights spent hanging out
Not giving a ****
down on our luck
Some say that friends same
I'll prove you wrong
Sticks and stones never our bones
outside our homes
Watching the sun come up
5:00 am never so beautiful
And feeling
Beaten and jaded
Never so good
I can't for tomorrow to come around
So let's back the best years
Nights spent hanging out
Not giving a ****
Being down on our luck
people say best friends stay same
I'll prove you wrong
I know I can still hear the singing
From the basement
And I know you can too
The smoke rises
I know I can the singing
From the basement
And I know you can too
The smoke still rises
I know I can the singing
From the basement
And I know you can too
The smoke still rises
So let's bring back the years
Nights spent hanging out
Not a ****
Being down on our luck
Some people say best friends stay same
I'll prove you wrong
So let's bring back the years
Nights spent hanging out
Not giving a ****
Being down on our luck
Some people say that best friends stay same
I'll prove you wrong...
I'll you wrong...
I write for everyone who I never forgot
The we used to be are all dead
and forgotten
Black eyed boys and eyed girls
Friday love
And Saturday morning regrets
Summers came and went
But the never left...
But the love never left...
So let's bring the best years...
Nights spent hanging out
Not giving a ****
down on our luck
Some say that friends same
I'll prove you wrong
Sticks and stones never our bones
outside our homes
Watching the sun come up
5:00 am never so beautiful
And feeling
Beaten and jaded
Never so good
I can't for tomorrow to come around
So let's back the best years
Nights spent hanging out
Not giving a ****
Being down on our luck
people say best friends stay same
I'll prove you wrong
I know I can still hear the singing
From the basement
And I know you can too
The smoke rises
I know I can the singing
From the basement
And I know you can too
The smoke still rises
I know I can the singing
From the basement
And I know you can too
The smoke still rises
So let's bring back the years
Nights spent hanging out
Not a ****
Being down on our luck
Some people say best friends stay same
I'll prove you wrong
So let's bring back the years
Nights spent hanging out
Not giving a ****
Being down on our luck
Some people say that best friends stay same
I'll prove you wrong...
I'll you wrong...
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