Motiv - 17

Oh, how I wish
I was 17
So I could take back
Oh woah~ all my dreams
I turned out my pockets
And gave you these
So treasure this
And bury me
Oh we're changing
Yeah we're changing
No I, can't seem
To feel, the way
I used, to feel
Yeah
I've been lost for a long time
Taking quite a while to know I'm feeling right
Wonder how I felt back then when we were tight
No I don't remember past the sunrise
Sun down talk about the new-found
You know I just wanna hear you say it loud
Grey skies all across the old town
Grey skies
(I got a body to feed
But that shit don't matter to me
Cause I got nobody to write my melody
But I'm forgetting how to speak
Slowly forgetting to seek
My dreams laid out in front of me
Forget all the molly I thought melancholy
Was inside the words that you bleed)

Written by:
Mo Nasimi

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