the old me
Every headline, every deadline feels so serious these days
Every expectation seems too hard to face
All the pressure used to never take ahold of me this way
Oh, I miss my innocence, it felt so safe
'Cause those monsters under my bed became the ones in my head
Now, the grass ain't so green and I'm not as naive as the old me
I used to dream of getting older
Now, I wish I could go back
'Cause all this weight is on my shoulders
Never used to feel like that
Tell me, have you seen the old me?
The guy who's always drunk on life
'Cause I've been trying to find him lately
To see a better future through his eyes
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Where's the wide-eyed, confident guy with a grin upon his face?
Where's the optimist I was at half this age?
I miss my daydreams, miss my pre-teens, miss my stupid young mistakes
Though I know that I'm still in the good old day-ay-ays
I used to dream of getting older
Now, I wish I could go back
'Cause all this weight is on my shoulders
Never used to feel like that
Tell me, have you seen the old me?
The guy who's always drunk on life
'Cause I've been trying to find him lately
To see a better future through his eyes
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Those monsters under my bed became the ones in my head
Every expectation seems too hard to face
All the pressure used to never take ahold of me this way
Oh, I miss my innocence, it felt so safe
'Cause those monsters under my bed became the ones in my head
Now, the grass ain't so green and I'm not as naive as the old me
I used to dream of getting older
Now, I wish I could go back
'Cause all this weight is on my shoulders
Never used to feel like that
Tell me, have you seen the old me?
The guy who's always drunk on life
'Cause I've been trying to find him lately
To see a better future through his eyes
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Where's the wide-eyed, confident guy with a grin upon his face?
Where's the optimist I was at half this age?
I miss my daydreams, miss my pre-teens, miss my stupid young mistakes
Though I know that I'm still in the good old day-ay-ays
I used to dream of getting older
Now, I wish I could go back
'Cause all this weight is on my shoulders
Never used to feel like that
Tell me, have you seen the old me?
The guy who's always drunk on life
'Cause I've been trying to find him lately
To see a better future through his eyes
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Those monsters under my bed became the ones in my head
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Writer(s): Henry James Moodie
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