You don’t stay the same
So the things get lame
When you’re getting older
And you look at them again
And so here I am
Your past perfect man
Which got you blindfolded
But you’re smarter and you ran
Ran away to new
Lands and gorgeous views
Even if they’re colder
Now you feel so clean and true
But you’re not the same
And these lands get lame
And you’re getting older
And you hate them all again
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