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Younger Days - Brendan James
Running like hell through the trees
Nobody pressuring me
Younger days
Getting out after school
Playing a bunch of fools
Younger days
I see the sunset
I see the stars
I see the future
Oh my God like a train approach
It's coming for
Me
Slipping my jordans on
Playing some one on one
Younger days
Telling my sister I hate her
Knowing that I'd never trade her
Younger days
I see the sunset
I see the stars
I see the future
Oh my God like a train approach
It's coming for
Me
Oh these younger days
I'll take to my grave
For carving me out of a
Stone
Oh these younger days
I'll never replace
Oh if
Only I'd known
Hear my fathers joys
Cracking my mothers voice
Younger days
Filling my pockets with paper
Smoking 'em deep in the woods
Younger days
I see the sunset
I see the stars
I see the future
Oh my God like a train approaching
It's coming for me
Oh these younger days
I'll take to my grave
For carving me out of a stone
Oh these younger days
I'll never replace
Oh if
Only I'd known
I see the sunset
I see the stars
I see the future
Ohhh my God