The Kids We Used To Be... Hard

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

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

Sticks and stones never broke our bones
Standing our homes
Watching the sun up
5:00 am never so beautiful
And feeling
and jaded
Never felt so ******* good
I can't wait for tomorrow to around
So let's bring back the best years
spent hanging out
Not giving a ****
Being on our luck
people say that best stay same
I'll prove you wrong

I know I can still hear the singing
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 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
Nights 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
Nights spent hanging out
Not giving a ****
down on our luck
people say that best friends same
I'll prove you wrong...
I'll prove you wrong...

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