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Gosh of how time flies

Use to worry about only toys

Now I’m worried about how I’ll survive 

Playing Xbox with the boys  

Looking back it was so much fun  

But now we all have jobs 

And the fun seems like it’s over and done  

Everyone grinding for some money  

Just so they can call some girl their honey 

Use to look forward to Friday

but now all I look forward to is getting paid 

It seems like just yesterday I didn’t worry

But now it feels like everybody I see is in a hurry

The more I grow, the more I see

this is the people are always going to be.

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