I miss dinner talks and walks around the block with mom in
Watching slasher films, how I would kill to feel that thrill again
Spending all my time on finish lines, I don't know why
Maybe I should call my dad
I wish the time passed like seasons in LA
When grass in the front yard was waiting for greener days
It's the panic of growing up
It's the fear of falling down
And if life ain't what you want it
Don't come back around
It's the panic of growing up
It's the fear of missing out
Will it ever be enough
If I'm a victim of nostalgia
Will I always be the words I wrote when I was 17
Will the world still be around when I turn 63
Cause getting older's getting old
And I wish someone would've told me
I wish the time passed like seasons in LA
When grass in the front yard was waiting for greener days
It's the panic of growing up
It's the fear of falling down
And if life ain't what you want it
Don't come back around
It's the panic of growing up
It's the fear of missing out
Will it ever be enough
If I'm a victim of nostalgia
I don't wanna feel so forlorn
But I am right now
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