2010
I wish we could go back to twenty ten
Wonder if we'll ever feel that alive again
I'm way too, nostalgic
Watched my friends turned alcoholics
Lexapro, Prozac, and scarred up wrists
You turned out alright for a nineties kid
You're okay, I promise
One day you'll find your solace
We lost one another and
Can't seem to understand
Why we're no longer friends
Everyday I watched you, change
It's strange to think how life has rearranged
From where we were
I wish we could go back to twenty ten
Wonder if we'll ever feel that alive again
I'm way too, nostalgic
Watched my friends turned alcoholics
Lexapro, Prozac, and scarred up wrists
You turned out alright for a nineties kid
You're okay, I promise
One day you'll find your solace
And I'll rise from the ground you laid me in
You call yourself a friend
But you aren't
You're evil, you're twisted
You're lovely, you're gifted
You're all I have
Sincerely, your brain
I wish we could go back to twenty ten
Wonder if we'll ever feel that alive again
I'm way too, nostalgic
Watched my friends turned alcoholics
Lexapro, Prozac, and scarred up wrists
You turned out alright for a nineties kid
You're okay, I promise
One day you'll find your solace
Wonder if we'll ever feel that alive again
I'm way too, nostalgic
Watched my friends turned alcoholics
Lexapro, Prozac, and scarred up wrists
You turned out alright for a nineties kid
You're okay, I promise
One day you'll find your solace
We lost one another and
Can't seem to understand
Why we're no longer friends
Everyday I watched you, change
It's strange to think how life has rearranged
From where we were
I wish we could go back to twenty ten
Wonder if we'll ever feel that alive again
I'm way too, nostalgic
Watched my friends turned alcoholics
Lexapro, Prozac, and scarred up wrists
You turned out alright for a nineties kid
You're okay, I promise
One day you'll find your solace
And I'll rise from the ground you laid me in
You call yourself a friend
But you aren't
You're evil, you're twisted
You're lovely, you're gifted
You're all I have
Sincerely, your brain
I wish we could go back to twenty ten
Wonder if we'll ever feel that alive again
I'm way too, nostalgic
Watched my friends turned alcoholics
Lexapro, Prozac, and scarred up wrists
You turned out alright for a nineties kid
You're okay, I promise
One day you'll find your solace
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Writer(s): Timothy Patterson
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