Rewind

Looking back on the old days
When I was 17 and spiritual
I remember the steps how I carried myself
Yeah, I was everything original
It was me and my friends on the town just singing our lungs out (singing our lungs out)
I wasn't told if I didn't hold tight that my spirit could fade out

'Cause now I'm miserable
Staring at my wall all day
Sadly cynical
That none of this will ever change
They said, "Get out of the house, drive a car down south to survive"
I'd rather slam on the breaks, put a pause and a space in the time

Oh, then rewind
Then rewind

I envision my old ways
Back when love was just habitual
I felt the freedom to really expressing myself
It was extreme and fully radical
But maybe growing up the challenge is managing clutter and hard hearts and bored
I think maybe I'm a victim of too much noise

'Cause now I'm miserable
Staring at my wall all day
Sadly cynical
That none of this will ever change
They said, "Get out of the house, drive a car down south to survive"
I'd rather slam on the breaks, put a pause and a space in the time

Oh, then rewind (then rewind, then rewind)
Oh, then rewind
Ohh, have a pause and a space in the time, then rewind
Then rewind

Then rewind
Then rewind



Credits
Writer(s): Charlene Martia Gilliam, Curtis Aaron Richardson
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