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Feeling my childhood vibes The old feelings of love Dancing in my living room Never knowing I would be brought to a depressing doom Wish I could watch the sky slowly be painted into a dark lovely blue Wish I could be a girl again Instead of a heartbroken young woman Wish you could fix everything Give me back those country skies My old bike The one I would use to travel across my own world The one world I used to love Oh I don't know how to cope with life When I don't know any of trees I used to see every day Or the sweet brown eyes that I used to be greeted with each morning with panting Lay here now with a few more bucks in my pocket yet And I'd rather to be begging for it
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Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 2:24 PM UTC
Childhood
Feeling my childhood vibes The old feelings of love Dancing in my living room Never knowing I would be brought to a depressing doom Wish I could watch the sky slowly be painted into a dark lovely blue Wish I could be a girl again Instead of a heartbroken young woman Wish you could fix everything Give me back those country skies My old bike The one I would use to travel across my own world The one world I used to love Oh I don't know how to cope with life When I don't know any of trees I used to see every day Or the sweet brown eyes that I used to be greeted with each morning with panting Lay here now with a few more bucks in my pocket yet And I'd rather to be begging for it
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Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 2:24 PM UTC
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