Bad Stuff

Our little eyes would see
Those big bad people on TV
And said that we'll never be mean

We would ride our bikes all day
And come up with funny things to say
We didn't know what life had in store

All we wanted to do was grow up
We didn't think about all the bad stuff
The only bad we knew
Was maybe a real bad mood
But other than that
Life was good

Now bikes turned into cars
And soda turned into alcohol
And now the way we fall
Is in love

There's now more pain to life
Than just falling off a bike
We didn't know what we were getting into

None of us want to grow up
Cause now we see all the bad stuff
There's the pain of broken hearts
And things just getting torn apart
And bruises turning into broken dreams

Now kids are getting lost in their emotions
Sneaking out of their homes
They be wishing their parents were closer
So they didn't feel alone

Now we are all grown up
We don't want to keep the bad stuff

Our hearts are broken in many ways
And there's not more that I can even say
Except we will be okay
We will be okay
Oh
We will be okay



Credits
Writer(s): Laila Mach
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