| I still feel the same, do you remember?
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| The times where we would fall asleep, forget the world
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| And think what we could be…
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| Fog up the wind screen, band-aid up my knees
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| These late night drives are long, do you remember?
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| Do you remember?
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| Always, I want to feel like the dumb days
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| I don’t care what they all say
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| Tell me something good like when we used to lie
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| Do you still care about our dumb days
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| We’ll hide in your car at your dad’s place
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| Tell me something good like when we used to lie
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| Why do you feel blank, do you remember?
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| The time where we’d forgot to breathe and loose our minds
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| As soon as we would leave
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| Try and touch our toes
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| Do you remember that time where I was half asleep, do you remember?
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| Do you remember?
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| Always, I want to feel like the dumb days
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| I don’t care what they all say
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| Tell me something good like when we used to lie
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| Do you still care about our dumb days
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| We’ll hide in your car at your dad’s place
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| Tell me something good like when we used to lie
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| (Oooooh ah oooh — ahh ahh ahh)
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| I want to feel like the dumb days
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| And i don’t care what they all say
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| Tell me something good, tell me something good
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| This just feels like a dumb phase
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| We’ll never get out of the dumb days
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| Tell me something good, tell me something good
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| I want to feel like the dumb days
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| And i don’t care what they all say
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| Tell me something good, tell me something good
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| This just feels like a dumb phase
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| We’ll never get out of the dumb days
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| Tell me something good, tell me that I’m good |