Time
Money, bills responsibilities are such hassles
I just wanna go back to making pillow forts and castles
While freedom to do whatever is cool
Rather be swimming in my kiddie pool
Climbing trees and drinking from the hose
My oh my how fast time goes
We would drive past Mcdonalds and mom would say we have food at home
Now I realize we should of been saving for the times to come
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