How i miss our skateboarding nights,
Nights of being complete dicks
throwing girls who annoyed us in pools
sneaking into movies
going to nice restraunts that we couldn't afford
having a mindset that no one got but us
hell wed shoot our own friends wit a dart gun, bb gun and light there shit on fire to laugh
We were gonna start a band just so we could tour
just to act like immature kids everywhere
I wonder what id be like
who do i talk to?
where do i turn?
I wanna play as the soccer player
its been years but it'll never seem like it
Now i just feel like the lonewolf
"All things lost, nothing gained
Every passing day intensifies my pain
I look towards tomorrow
Yet cling to yesterday
Hoping sometime I'll find my way"
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nothing to look forward to from what i can see
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