I'm thinking back on days when only living was enough,
it's hard for me to face the fact that we've all passed them up,
it's times like these when every breath we take is a mistake,
we're giving up on growing up because passions never change
We're regressing
Every song we sang a long to, gave us grace and filled us up,
we were like lanterns radiating the hearts we held,
but now we're horizons swallowing sunsets up,
we shed our old skins for they've been over-kissed, we lost our innocence
We wrapped our cars around every tree,
we swallowed cures that keep us sick,
and we stayed 16. (We're burning at both ends, we break before we bend)
Build monuments to yesterday,
but what if this was all there is,
somewhere we've lost track of what matters the most
We're cursed to brave storms we have yet to name,
we've shed our skins but we stayed the same.

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