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