| Broken down on the side of the 405
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| Again, again
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| I’m so stressed bout my life that I’m here getting high
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| Amen, amen
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| Remember bikes in the summer, world was ours to discover
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| Back then, back then
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| Don’t wanna be another stat, now I’m wondering is that
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| A sin, a sin?
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| I don’t want the real world
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| With your white picket fences, no I’d rather be reckless
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| Like before
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| All the bad consequences that nobody mentioned
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| Need to be free, too young to be
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| Tied up in the real world
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| Welcome to the real world
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| Gotta keep your voices down gotta make your parents proud and
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| Make money
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| I just wanna be scraping up my knees
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| I miss those days
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| I don’t need guarantees
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| I’ve been thinking lately
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| I don’t want the real world
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| With your white picket fences, no I’d rather be reckless
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| Like before
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| All the bad consequences that nobody mentioned
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| Need to be free, too young to be
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| Tied up in the real world
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| Welcome to the real world
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| Take me back into the past when nothing was so serious and nothing mattered
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| Take me back to golden days when we were setting fires yeah we’d misbehave
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| I don’t want the real world
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| With your white picket fences, no I’d rather be reckless
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| Like before
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| All the bad consequences that nobody mentioned
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| Need to be free, too young to be
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| Tied up in the real world
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| Welcome to the real world |