| I wish it could be just like the old days
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| The ones I used to love, I mean, the old days
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| When I was not the same back in the old days
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| When I thought I was sane, but it’s the old days
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| Lately I been thinking ‘bout them old days
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| When I didn’t lose myself but neither found it
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| The balance of ignorance for my young age
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| Yes I will do my best to feel these old days
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| Back before the racks
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| Before the swag
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| I wish I could feel like I’m fading the black
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| Wish I could feel like I’m still on the track
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| ‘The fuck every morning just feels like a trap?
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| Back
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| Before the threats and the tats
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| Before the fame and the platinum plaques
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| Back
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| When hate was not in the ride
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| ‘Fore they fantasized ‘bout me ending my life
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| I wish it could be just like the old days
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| The ones I used to love, I mean, the old days
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| When I was not the same back in the old days
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| When I thought I was sane, but it’s the old days
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| Why this, on my way no
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| Darkness, everywhere oh
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| Why me? |
| Why myself? |
| No
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| I won’t, fall in hell oh
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| It’s gon be ok, just like the old days
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| I will face my fears, just like the old days
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| I’ll take care of myself, just like the old days
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| I’ll thank God every day, just like the old days
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| I wish it could be just like the old days
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| The ones I used to love, I mean, the old days
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| When I was not the same back in the old days
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| When I thought I was sane but it’s the old days |