Back in school,
I could never really pay attention actinâ a fool,
whenever I was told to listen,
Iâm dreaming about the days, before we stopped believing
Take me back Iâm talking way back
I want to go back to then,
so take me back and let me see,
all the things life used to be,
I want to go back to then,
a calm collected younger me
No money to spend,
as a kid it never really mattered,
chilling with my friends,
we would skate âtill the morning after,
we were dreaming,
not a worry in the world, we had no reason
Nowadays I stress about the small things,
when in the end Iâm sure I'll be okay,
it just makes it hard when every one of my dreams,
somehow still feel so damn far away
I remember a time when everything was just fine,
before I had to figure it all out