We're not the same ol' kids we know we used to be
Still f*cking up but not as free
We're getting older but none the wiser
Just a little more naive
Holding on to a past we can't remember
Holding on to memories I never asked for
Smoked the last ten years right out my f*ckin' brain
If they're coming back, can we skip the pain?
The better times are what we're all about
Does growing up mean selling out?
Holding on to a past we can't remember
Holding on to memories I never asked for
We're holding on to broken dreams
Another faded memory
We're holding on to our past
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We're not the same ol' kids we know we used to be
Still f*cking up but not as free
We're getting older but none the wiser
Just a little more naive
Holding on to a past we can't remember
Holding on to memories I never asked for
Smoked the last ten years right out my f*ckin' brain
If they're coming back, can we skip the pain?
The better times are what we're all about
Does growing up mean selling out?
Holding on to a past we can't remember
Holding on to memories I never asked for
We're holding on to broken dreams
Another faded memory
We're holding on to our past
Still f*cking up but not as free
We're getting older but none the wiser
Just a little more naive
Holding on to a past we can't remember
Holding on to memories I never asked for
Smoked the last ten years right out my f*ckin' brain
If they're coming back, can we skip the pain?
The better times are what we're all about
Does growing up mean selling out?
Holding on to a past we can't remember
Holding on to memories I never asked for
We're holding on to broken dreams
Another faded memory
We're holding on to our past
Writer: Jack Stevens, Robert Lee
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