Hooray, another free buffet
I'm getting used to these lunches
You'd be back to the start
Blind jacket with landmines
No, let's not go there, though
Just a feather could knock you down,
Keep in mind, your roots stay kind
All of this one day will mean a thing
Who you were and who you are now
Is still that kid raised in a small town
We all need a reminder some
Who you were and who you are now
We all flood with disaster
Today, I taught myself to stay away from
the day apps that littered with snare traps
I still go there sometimes though
Keep in mind, your roots stay kind,
all of this one day will mean a thing
Who you were and who you are now,
you're still that kid raised
Who you were and who you are now
Designer clothes can't hide a bruise now
We all flirt with disaster
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