Why is life such a chore
Let's go back to 1994
When I was just 13 years old
We lived in the country
We used to go to the doggie Lodge and get a soda from the machine on our bikes
Heard that place doesn't exist anymore
I'd play the original final fantasy on the nes
Those days were kryptonite
Take me back to the days when things were easy
Now my folks most of them are long dead and gone
It is just us now
And we are very far apart
We hardly talk to each other
Shit is real
We shifted into high gear
Counting the years
There are no brakes
Take me back to the days when things were easy
Back before Facebook
Back before people got offended by everything
We used to get dropped off in town skating till 6am unsupervised no parents
Now the world is dark and scary
Constantly changing
Strangers become friends
Friends become strangers
Where have I been
Why is life such a chore
Now my back is sore
Can't afford to retire
Still working
No time to watch tv
Guess I'll sleep when I am dead
Take me back to the days when things were easy
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