Difference
Even floutin' in the times know
When the stars dance
And you flow in
What the stars say
Those she gave bread
I left a note hence
Let the card speak back
Maybe there's a chance
She was a friend then
Was a young man
Kinda still am
Was a bum kid
Played the sax then
She played it too tho
And the star stands
We kinda grew then
Middle school friends
She was cool then
Practiced twice together
Never holded hands
Middle school friends
She was cool then
Practiced twice together
Never holded hands
She was cute tho
Was a band geek then
Couldn't pull then
Practiced twice together
Never holded hands
Bread grew stale
As due time did tell
We was friends back there
Now our speech is impaired
At least that is how it feels
High School muted us you feel
I feel run into force fields
I feel like I'm not here
She's in a bubble I can't penetrate
She's in a comma I can't make her wake
How'd we drop our conversation
I don't forget the smiles you made
Bread grew stale
As due time did tell
We was friends back there
Now our speech is impaired
At least that is how it feels
High School muted us you feel
I feel run into force fields
I feel like I'm not here
She's in a bubble I can't penetrate
She's in a comma I can't make her wake
How'd we drop our conversation
I don't forget the smiles you made
When the stars dance
And you flow in
What the stars say
Those she gave bread
I left a note hence
Let the card speak back
Maybe there's a chance
She was a friend then
Was a young man
Kinda still am
Was a bum kid
Played the sax then
She played it too tho
And the star stands
We kinda grew then
Middle school friends
She was cool then
Practiced twice together
Never holded hands
Middle school friends
She was cool then
Practiced twice together
Never holded hands
She was cute tho
Was a band geek then
Couldn't pull then
Practiced twice together
Never holded hands
Bread grew stale
As due time did tell
We was friends back there
Now our speech is impaired
At least that is how it feels
High School muted us you feel
I feel run into force fields
I feel like I'm not here
She's in a bubble I can't penetrate
She's in a comma I can't make her wake
How'd we drop our conversation
I don't forget the smiles you made
Bread grew stale
As due time did tell
We was friends back there
Now our speech is impaired
At least that is how it feels
High School muted us you feel
I feel run into force fields
I feel like I'm not here
She's in a bubble I can't penetrate
She's in a comma I can't make her wake
How'd we drop our conversation
I don't forget the smiles you made
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Writer(s): Luis Castillo
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