| They tell me that I play a lot
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| But I don’t think that they play enough
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| I don’t know if I’m right or not
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| Tell me who ever stops growin' up
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| We’re just big kids
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| The world’s our toy
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| For boys and girls, for girls and boys
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| Tell me who ever stops growin' up
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| Yeah, still ridin' big wheels, still addicted to J’s
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| Favorite team on my fitted, in every color they make
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| I paint the town and every city I stay
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| ADD or you just never really learn how to play
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| A livin' breathin' walkin' memory on Memory Lane
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| Tell me are we really movin' or just dreamin' the place
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| What’s today, outta space, still I’m searching something great
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| And the museum of broken toys, just trying to fill a void
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| Yeah, I wake up a different year, different peers, tables turned,
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| I tried not to interfere
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| Yeah, shiftin' gear, tryna steer, things changed, see them getting smaller in
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| my rear view mirror
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| Are you here, are you really here, can you hear me clear?
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| Biggest fear, hate to say goodbye, hate to disappear
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| Yeah, tell me are you really here
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| If it’s just imagination, hate to see you disappear
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| They tell me that I play a lot
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| But I don’t think that they play enough
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| I don’t know if I’m right or not
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| Tell me who ever stops growin' up
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| We’re just big kids
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| The world’s our toy
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| For boys and girls, for girls and boys
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| Tell me who ever stops growin' up
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| Yeah, how you expect to mean somethin' to the world if the world don’t mean
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| somethin' to you? |
| Ay
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| Focusin' on all the negative, the only thing that’s negative is somethin' in
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| you, ay
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| We become the people that hurt us the most
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| That’s why the saying is «keep your enemies close»
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| Stop givin' attention on what you don’t wanna life or be prepared to experience
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| it the most
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| I became everything I used to criticize
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| How’d I look inside the critics' eyes?
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| Yeah, but all roads lead home
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| We just to ride back at different time
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| Are you here, are you really here, can you hear me clear?
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| Biggest fear, hate to say goodbye, hate to disappear
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| Yeah, tell me are you really here
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| If it’s just imagination, hate to see you disappear
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| They tell me that I play a lot (too much, too much)
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| (right, right, right)
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| I don’t know if I’m right or not (not, not, not)
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| (right, right, right)
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| We’re just big kids
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| For boys and girls, for girls and boys
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| Tell me who ever stops growin' up |