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Growing Old Video (MV)




Performed By: Maty V
Language: English
Length: 3:55
Written by: Matěj Vrbík




Maty V - Growing Old Lyrics




In different cities with different names
As long as you try it will still be the same

Let's fall right back into the routine
I don't like it when it's hurting

Our love died like our goldfishes
The truth is I never saw you finish this

Like the cold summer nights I miss
Your jacket on my shoulders and your sweet sweet kiss

Why does everyone have to be so loud
Is it because only then they feel alive?

Let's fall right back into the routine
I don't like it when it's hurting

Our love died like our goldfishes
The truth is I never saw you finish this

I see myself in the puddle on the road
Who is this handsome boy squeezing hard my throat
I think I see things that others cannot see
Nothing is more frightening than you forgetting me

The summer came and without your jacket the nights still feel quite cold (I still feel quite cold)
After all this time with you, I fear growing old

Gold lights, you smell nice, cotton sheets
Dynamic friendships fill all my needs

Nothing is more frightening than growing old
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In different cities with different names
As long as you try it will still be the same

Let's fall right back into the routine
I don't like it when it's hurting

Our love died like our goldfishes
The truth is I never saw you finish this

Like the cold summer nights I miss
Your jacket on my shoulders and your sweet sweet kiss

Why does everyone have to be so loud
Is it because only then they feel alive?

Let's fall right back into the routine
I don't like it when it's hurting

Our love died like our goldfishes
The truth is I never saw you finish this

I see myself in the puddle on the road
Who is this handsome boy squeezing hard my throat
I think I see things that others cannot see
Nothing is more frightening than you forgetting me

The summer came and without your jacket the nights still feel quite cold (I still feel quite cold)
After all this time with you, I fear growing old

Gold lights, you smell nice, cotton sheets
Dynamic friendships fill all my needs

Nothing is more frightening than growing old
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Writer: Matěj Vrbík
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