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