Why you still wander around old tastes?
The world keeps serving up something new and tasty
I know you can’t admit their pace
We’re grown up with that era
Look back and laugh and cry
Like a middle child
Like a middle child
Talk myself into lies
Talk myself into lies
Yeah, I’m dreamin’ the moment
That you and I leave for the journey
Even “Back to the Future” is back in the past
If it’s the future, wanna go back to the past
Remember, we never felt pain even in three days hunger
No off-season, all the cool kids were there, stacked roster
I will miss what I’ve been missing
Everything’s strange that I’m facing
No trap card, I cannot flip it
Overreact, tryna not kill the spirit
Wanna preserve myself like fine wine
Or reset myself to see all white
Even if it takes a long time
Everything comes back around
Why you still wander around old tastes?
The world keeps serving up something new and tasty
I know you can’t admit their pace
We’re grown up with that era
Look back and laugh and cry
Like a middle child
Like a middle child
Talk myself into lies
Talk myself into lies
’10s era, now it’s getting old
I love old eras, now I’m getting old
Keep it slow, baby, I wanna keep it slow
Keep it slow, baby, I wanna keep it slow
’10s era, now it’s getting old
I love old eras, now I’m getting old
Keep it slow, baby, I wanna keep it slow
Keep it slow, baby, I wanna keep it slow
