Old Me
Rose tints on my memories
We sprint to the melody of
Love stints on the playground then we
Break up and there's no hard feelings
And those days were the peak
When the days of the week stretched out
We played on the street
Then we skated to meet our friends
But now
I get the feeling that it all works out
I still can't see it cause it's in the background
And I just wanna go back
I'm homesick
Building up our own tracks
Devoted
Wishing for my soul back
Yeah, I'm wishing for my soul back
And I've been talking to the old me
And I wish they hadn't sold me
On the idea that we float like river rafts
Caught in the reeds now I'm sinking in the past
I wear the mask of a man who's grown up
I'm late for class, but at least I've shown up
I'm tearing at the seams, hope they're sewn up
Don't have a lot of friends I could phone up
Recapture something of what I was
Before I craved the sweet sound of applause
Just me and parents to hold me
But nah, you're not talking to the old me
Recapture something of what I used to be
It's been a long, long time since I felt that free
But you're not talking to the old me
Nah, you're not talking to the old me
And I'm sinking in the past
And I'm still talking to the old me
Yeah, I'm still talking to the old me
And I'm still talking to the old me
I just need someone else to hold me
And I'm still talking to the old me
Yeah, I'm still talking to the old me
Yeah, I'm still talking to the old me
I just need someone else to hold me
Sinking in the past
We sprint to the melody of
Love stints on the playground then we
Break up and there's no hard feelings
And those days were the peak
When the days of the week stretched out
We played on the street
Then we skated to meet our friends
But now
I get the feeling that it all works out
I still can't see it cause it's in the background
And I just wanna go back
I'm homesick
Building up our own tracks
Devoted
Wishing for my soul back
Yeah, I'm wishing for my soul back
And I've been talking to the old me
And I wish they hadn't sold me
On the idea that we float like river rafts
Caught in the reeds now I'm sinking in the past
I wear the mask of a man who's grown up
I'm late for class, but at least I've shown up
I'm tearing at the seams, hope they're sewn up
Don't have a lot of friends I could phone up
Recapture something of what I was
Before I craved the sweet sound of applause
Just me and parents to hold me
But nah, you're not talking to the old me
Recapture something of what I used to be
It's been a long, long time since I felt that free
But you're not talking to the old me
Nah, you're not talking to the old me
And I'm sinking in the past
And I'm still talking to the old me
Yeah, I'm still talking to the old me
And I'm still talking to the old me
I just need someone else to hold me
And I'm still talking to the old me
Yeah, I'm still talking to the old me
Yeah, I'm still talking to the old me
I just need someone else to hold me
Sinking in the past
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Writer(s): Lucas Duncan
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