Raw Youth Collage

Good times
That place we used to hang out
That thing we used to do
Was it ever even there?
I miss it
I don’t know who I’m supposed to be
There’s some good days I had, I think
All my friends have changed
(We ain’t gettin' older)
That house isn’t mine anymore
That bedroom isn’t mine anymore
Doesn’t feel that bad
(We ain’t gettin' older)
(It feels like we’re livin' in the end times)
I can’t see past the screen
(It could always work)
I don’t know what I’m doing
How do I feel better?
(The good days)
I wanted to be with you for this
I don’t wanna go outside
It’s not different
(I don’t wanna go outside)
Be grateful, beans on
(Be grateful, beans on)
You’re havin' a ball
(Your romance story)
It’s right there
In R.G.B
In O.C.D
In zeros and ones
In five-point-one
How am I supposed to live in the world?
We’ll have to find a way to move on
Do you ever wish you could forget the good times?
At least I wouldn’t feel the ache
It’s the hottest day on Earth
I just keep starin' at that collage