They dont have to.
We had eyes like domino's and lips like handshakes and we skipped along gravel fields and danced on the brick steps that the adults sat on and we cried.
We were young.
We've got eyes like domino's pizzas and lips like cravings and we run down roads and lie on brick steps that the adults sit on for it resembles bed.
And we dont cry, we bitch and we lie. And were meant to be
young.
I'll ask of you something.
Will you be young with me? for
"your never to old to have a sweet childhood."
was never truer.
So lets skip and sing and laugh too hard and take far, far to many pictures.
Lets eat whole tubs of ice cream
and be over enthusiastic about everything,
and laugh at bad jokes and lets give hugs and scream,
lets scream on halloween and wear pumpkin suits.
Because they tell us that these are the greatest days of our lives, and i cried yesterday and were so cold these days.
Lets wear cat jumpers and knitted sweaters and lets drink hot choclate
to fast and burn our tounges.
Because its never too late, that i promise.
So please. Just try it.
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