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TV on the dresser, running toons and self reflection It feels colder with the cotton in my bed Wrapped in recollection, flashes hit me with a vengeance but We're barred, we're banned, we're sanctioned from the dead Summer's easier to sum up Winter's here to slow down Everything we did Spring time's here, and I got free time We can find what we like Biking with no hands Mm, the colors we made Colors we made Colors we made Colors we made at the school yard Back in 2005 Now the point we're at Point were at Point were at Don't you know it's your fault That you're dragging your brothers down? Summer days, sweating, biking through the neighborhood We could do this till the sun down Make it home before the lamp post Now we supposed to be some grown-ups Can't help but think about the good times Even if that's really right now Ain't no pressure in the past life Feeling some peach fuzz, I think that I'm growing Put down the backwoods so I don't lose focus Now I just wanna find my place inside this only life Momma said, "Keep writing, boy, don't worry, you'll be fine" It's been a long time coming I cannot take no more I'm done waiting on the world to give me what I want It's been a long time coming I cannot take no more I'm done waiting on the world to give me what I want Mm, the colors we made Colors we made Colors we made Colors we made at the school yard Back in 2005 (back in 2005) Now the point we're at Point we're at Point we're at Don't you know it's your fault That you're dragging your brothers down?
Writer(s): Myles Jelani Anderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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