| You seem lost
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| Which looks different than someone who is wandering
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| Feel like I’ve seen it all at least once
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| Been on this world before
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| This is not me getting on, this is just me getting on again
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| I learned some things bout lettin' go
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| I learned to swing the metronome
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| I’ll tell ya time is not money
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| I know, so much it’s getting old
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| I learned you gotta stretch to grow
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| I heard you talk the rest is show
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| Can’t tell you all they jocked from me
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| I turn around invent some more
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| I turned 19, I turned the page
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| I left the stage, I left my home
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| Nobody prayed to god for me
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| I heard the call just checked my phone
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| I’m old, I’m not new to this
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| Young, I keep 'em glued to this
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| Broke, but I’ll be stupid rich
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| Broke, but I’ll be stupid rich
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| I’m old, but I’m young
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| I’m broke, but I’m rich
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| I’m old, but I’m young
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| I’m broke, but I’m rich
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| I’m old, but I’m young
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| I’m broke, but I’m rich
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| I’m old, but I’m young
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| I’m broke, but I’m rich
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| I’m old in my soul, young like I’m royalish
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| Broken like bones but rich like the soil is
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| My how I’ve grown, watch me, I’m minding my tone
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| You lost me I’m finding my zone, I did this all on my own
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| There there sweetheart, I know times seem hard
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| We’re very close, but like old leaning trees we know
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| That light beats dark
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| I left pages of your journal in my dorm room drawers
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| I learned I can’t draw solace from ink stained parchment no more, I
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| Got sick of sleepin' on floors
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| I gotta go get my own I’m sick of borrowing yours, I
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| Young, but I’m tired, I feel old, 'cause I know more
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| I’ma get this dough, what you think I just went broke for?
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| People that I know, think they know themselves they’re so sure
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| 22 years old with a life they’d sell they souls for
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| Got it on my own, cracked the code
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| Stayin' on my toes, like I’m stationed in the zone
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| Can’t pick up my phone, only distant 'cause I’m close
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| You’ll have what it takes when you’ve given it the most
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| Kept goin', failed, fell hard
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| Know how I’m put together, 'cause I picked myself apart
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| (I'm old, I’m old, I’m old)
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| (There there sweetheart)
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| I’m old, but I’m young
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| I’m broke, but I’m rich
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| (I know times seem hard)
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| I’m old, but I’m young
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| I’m broke, but I’m rich
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| (We're very close)
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| I’m old, but I’m young
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| I’m broke, but I’m rich
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| (But like old leaning trees we know)
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| I’m old, but I’m young
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| I’m broke, but I’m rich
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| (That light beats dark)
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| I’m old in my soul, young like I’m royalish
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| Broken like bones but rich like the soil is
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| My how I’ve grown, watch me, I’m minding my tone
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| You lost me I’m finding my zone, I did this all on my own |