Llyric Morrison - Eleven Again (feat. roachthepoet)

Is it fair?
It's unfair how fast we grow
I mean I could be eleven again! (Be eleven again)
You could be eleven again! (Be eleven again)
Is it fair? (Is it fair)
It's unfair how fast we grow up (Unfair how fast we grow)
I mean I could be eleven again! (Be eleven again)
You could be eleven again! (Be eleven again)
Yeah! I just remember me and Stephan we've been playing cards
Each one of us had a blue eye
So, we were feeling hard
Playing so many so many
Different games
Laughing with each other
Today we have forgot our ways
As kids it was all the same
See the time is flowing
Now everything we think
And we switched the lanes
Is fucking lame
How to pay our bills
Or be ashamed
I ask you is it? (I ask you is it)
Is it fair? (Is it fair)
Oh god Is it?
Is it fair? (Is it fair)
Is it fair?
It's unfair how fast we grow up (Unfair how fast we grow)
I mean, I could be eleven again (I could be eleven again)
You could be eleven again (You could be eleven again)
Is it fair?
It's unfair how fast we grow up
I mean, I could be eleven again (I mean I could be eleven again)
You could be eleven again (be eleven again)
I'm thinking that you have regrets too
When you were eleven
All you should have thought about
Was playing with barbies
Not the boy in the neighborhood
You were crushing on hardly
Or maybe you
Yea you
Keep playing with your brother in the woods
Never reach adult
And think to yourself life is feeling good
But good times are fast times
And easy times are last times
So, it is!
I ask you, is it? (I ask you is it)
Is it fair? (Is it fair)
Oh god Is it? (Oh god Is it)
Is it fair? (Is it fair)
Is it fair?
It's unfair how fast we grow up (Oh-oh-oh)
I mean, I could be eleven again! (I could be eleven again)
You could be eleven again! (You could be eleven again)
Is it fair?
It's unfair how fast we grow up
I mean, I could be eleven again
You could be eleven again (Eh-eh-eh-eh)
Nowadays all we think about is having money having fame
Beauty standards in our mind
We're letting women feel insane
And every man that sheds a tear
Should throw himself under a train
Cause that's what people think when
You're not the same as everyone else
They keep you little fuck you over
And put you in a shelf
They talk about you
Just to forget about
Themselves (Is it fair)
Is it fair?
It's unfair how fast we grow up (Fair fast we grow)
I mean, I could be eleven again! (I could be eleven again)
You could be eleven again! (You could be eleven again)
Is it fair?
It's unfair how fast we grow up
I mean, I could be eleven again! (I could be eleven again)
You could be eleven again! (Be eleven again)

Written by:
Cyrill Kersee

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