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Younger
Take me back to when I was younger
those days were so much better
nothing to desturb us in our slumber
now we can only sleep when were not sober
when we were kids it was the best time
never a worry on our mind
rulers of the world from our sandbox
it was make believe but we still believed..
everything happened for a reason
everyone lived forever
the best month was december
evryone cloud play together
then we grow old and realize
we were all living in our own lies
we never look back on our own time
becuase we only close our own eyes
30 seconds is a lifetime
but its not enough time
ive seen it pass through his own eyes
he was 10 and it was the end and i didnt cry
i thought it was make belive
i figured he moved away from this town
but his name written on the ground
why is life so profound
We were skipping rocks on the dry dock.
when My friend got his shoe caught
I turn around and he fell in.
So I ran and went to get help.
I ran as fast I could.
I came back and I just stood.
He was already face down.
How could life let Him drown?
