Past Me vs. Present Me vs. Future Me
Yeah, I get sick of being myself
My immune system, good as it is
It just can't fix that
It's not exactly a physical illness
I'm striking matches now
Had a fun night dancing around familiar faces
Hell, it almost felt like magic
That I turned right into the person I wanted to be
When I was seventeen
Still don't know if that's a good thing
But I know if he met me now
He'd look up to me
He has no idea
On some nights, it still all means nothing
My immune system, good as it is
It just can't fix that
It's not exactly a physical illness
I'm striking matches now
Had a fun night dancing around familiar faces
Hell, it almost felt like magic
That I turned right into the person I wanted to be
When I was seventeen
Still don't know if that's a good thing
But I know if he met me now
He'd look up to me
He has no idea
On some nights, it still all means nothing
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Writer(s): Aaron Hernandez
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