The Kids We Used To Be... Hard

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So is the song
I write for everyone who I forgot
The kids we to be are all dead
and forgotten
Black eyed and bright eyed girls
Friday night love
And Saturday morning regrets
Summers came and went
But the love never left...
But the love never left...

So let's bring the best years...
Nights spent out
Not giving a ****
down on our luck
Some people say best friends same
I'll prove you wrong

Sticks and stones never broke our bones
Standing outside our homes
Watching the sun come up
am never so beautiful
And feeling
and jaded
felt so ******* good
I can't for tomorrow to come around
So let's bring the years
Nights hanging out
Not a ****
down on our luck
Some people say that best friends stay same
I'll prove you wrong

I know I can still hear the singing
the basement
And I you can too
The still rises
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 hear the singing
the basement
And I know you can too
The smoke rises
So let's bring back the years
Nights hanging out
Not giving a ****
Being down on our luck
Some people say that best friends stay same
I'll prove you wrong
So let's the best years
Nights spent hanging out
Not giving a ****
Being down on our luck
people say that stay same
I'll prove you wrong...
I'll you wrong...

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