Child-Like
I missed you when I lay in the dark, not sleeping
The music on the stereo was old trash-rock from a lifetime ago
Why do we torture ourselves like this?
Why do we recycle old fears and turn them into new ones?
Old lines stolen from yesterdays thoughts and poets from back when
The old days were only yesterday, we’re still teenagers but I’ve seen too much already
People betrayed and hearts mutilated in the street
Why do we put ourselves through this?
You’ll be twenty in a few months time
Not grown up, but we’ll never lose our childhood
We’ll just drag it kicking and screaming into our adulthood
I’ve never felt less mature, or more in control
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