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You know I'm talkin about?

Lifes good but it ain't easy
Remember we was kids, nappy headed, greasy
Everything was simple, just we saw on tv
My how flies, quick, fast, in 3D
Yesterday was fun and tomorrows promised
Today is the moment that we sieze and we
See, is full of choices and opporunities they
sometimes to come by, they knock once and they leave;
Leaves in the fall is when I the summer breeze
the seasons start to change what remain are the trees
We are the same like the and the bees
educated fiends find it strange to believe
Nevermind the truth; it can be it as it
The answers that we are deeply rooted in our dreams
Why things happen usually end in diamond
And what often makes us happy leaves one envious in greed,

We can it on our own
But we got to be alone
in case when things go wrong
You can always come back
Where you'll be a star
matter who you are
Even you go too far
You can always come home

know how it feel when you come from outta town
That familiar smell when the window come
Catch up sports center, let me sit down
Walk to the corner, and see what went
Never id be back on my mamas couch
Love me to death but cant wait I get out
Wall, he got me thinking bout [?]
Downtown [?], those were the
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Ridin country rolls, spittin and flow
Blocked out [?]
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Wizard of oz on em, my heels
[?] it's real
Years ago I shot my video
But the way they actin now, just know

Aight me back to south Carolina
clubs [?] leavin [?]
We were so where the owners didn't mind us
Plus we gave posters, course we sign em
Next Athens, man I love Athens
Wake up with a smile like 'damn just happened'
In tenn. Now UT
I love gattlinburg, it's for [?]
Stop and [?] gas is so cheap
[?] she us something to eat
Can't wait to see the signs [?]?
by and see the whole crib on center street
Roll [?] and keep movin
Kentucky legs look real but we cruising
mama up to see what's on the stove
See no matter where I go I can come back

She told me, seasons change, I feel goin back to where I came
Just to find out that nothing the same
These are the good ol'
are the good ol' days

Come back home, come home,
back home, come back,
come back home, back,
come back home, come on back the world treats
you nasty, friends turn their back,
when people [?], come on, come on, on...