The Kids We Used To Be... Hard

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

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 same
I'll prove you wrong

Sticks and stones broke our bones
Standing our homes
Watching the sun up
5:00 am never so beautiful
And feeling
Beaten and jaded
Never felt so ******* good
I can't for tomorrow to around
So let's bring back the best years
Nights spent hanging out
Not giving a ****
on our luck
people say that friends stay 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 the singing
From the basement
And I you can too
The smoke still rises
I know I can still hear the singing
From the basement
And I know you can too
The smoke still rises
So let's bring the years
spent hanging out
Not giving a ****
Being down on our luck
Some say that best friends stay same
I'll prove you wrong
So let's bring back the best years
spent out
Not giving a ****
Being down on our luck
people say best stay same
I'll prove you wrong...
I'll prove you wrong...

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