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