Stay Golden Combat
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First thing's first I'm feeling great
I'm not thinking 'bout all my past mistakes
Just sweep under the rug everything that sucks
Just like a pile of dust
I think that I'm just scared of change
Not scared of what it brings, just scared of what it takes
I don't think I'm up to par, think I'll just get in my car
And drive the fuck away
Broken hearted kids don't party
Like their parents did in the '90s
I don't think this is gonna work but
Motherfuck this shit still hurts
At least I still got my Black Flag T-shirt
He said that it's just a fling she said "what's with the ring?"
He said "oh it's nothing" see commitment's just a joke
Monogamy's a hoax and promises get broke
That's no way to live your life she says she can't imagine
Who would be your wife I think it would be nicе
If we could spend some timе, yea spend some time alone
Broken hearted kids don't party
Like their parents did in the '90s
I don't think this is gonna work but
Motherfuck this shit still hurts
And how can I stay golden if everyone keeps saying
"Hey Holden!"
You've gotta get your shit on track
I'm not thinking 'bout all my past mistakes
Just sweep under the rug everything that sucks
Just like a pile of dust
I think that I'm just scared of change
Not scared of what it brings, just scared of what it takes
I don't think I'm up to par, think I'll just get in my car
And drive the fuck away
Broken hearted kids don't party
Like their parents did in the '90s
I don't think this is gonna work but
Motherfuck this shit still hurts
At least I still got my Black Flag T-shirt
He said that it's just a fling she said "what's with the ring?"
He said "oh it's nothing" see commitment's just a joke
Monogamy's a hoax and promises get broke
That's no way to live your life she says she can't imagine
Who would be your wife I think it would be nicе
If we could spend some timе, yea spend some time alone
Broken hearted kids don't party
Like their parents did in the '90s
I don't think this is gonna work but
Motherfuck this shit still hurts
And how can I stay golden if everyone keeps saying
"Hey Holden!"
You've gotta get your shit on track
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