take me back
take me back to the old days
sittin back, juice box, and a bag of Lays
take me back to the park, no troubles
kickin back & blowin bubbles
take me to the shapes & the ABCs
just relaxin, feelin the breeze
take me back to playtime & naptime
i don't want this adult life,
full of lies, hate & crime.
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