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DYLAN OWEN lyrics : "How to stay young"

Even if I got a penny for my thoughts,
I'd still be a broke kid who never left the porch.
I miss the memories I haven't had yet

And I missed the bus again I gotta make that long-ass walk
Where the blue and yellow sunrise reminds me of the bruise below my left eye
From the rap battle last Friday.

But who can tell me I'm not as real as I talk?
I've got a hand full of style and some sidewalk chalk.
I'mma get out this small town before my hands wrinkle.

Lately I've been dreaming more than Rip Van Winkle.
I'm a simple man, damn, mad symbols in her words
Make me feel like we're freshmen again in the woods chillin.

Or on the roof where we'd listen to the birds
And I learned we all change like a stripper after work
So I gotta keep going till my knees break.

Man I've got a plan to stay young until the scar on my cheek fades.

Chorus

I try to make a scene, like an ocean or a sunset
But I just make believe, there are things that haven't come yet
My mind's running speeds, I've never even heard of

This is how you stay young: you laugh and you murder
And you never look back and you only look furtherThan you've been.
If you've been down, we've all been down and burning

But, if you're growing old you better re-think it
I'mma end this story back at the beginning.


Here's my advice. Promise more than doubt.
Like the time we spent the day in town locked out of your father's house
And followed all the cars speeding down 207

Crossed the bridge to Terabithia around eleven
Said my feet were cold, stepping on the train tracks
Looking for a way back home, to hit that party in my cul-de-sac

'Cause in the summer free teenage spirits
Spit G like a kid with a stutter saying, ?G-g-g-get out!?
I'mma light up the track, can you hear it?

Spending more time with that than you do in front your mirror
Getting pretty for some jock who thinks he's that cool
Says my raps are too serious, I ?wrote em all in Catholic school.?

I heard you're living by your wallpaper pattern's rules
I heard you never left the empty bleachers of your high school.
And I've been sleeping on the street curb?

Smoke another cigarette and walk it out until your feet hurt

Chorus

I try to make a scene, like an ocean or a sunset
But I just make believe, there are things we haven't done yet
My mind's running speeds, I've never even heard of

This is how you stay young: you laugh and you murder
And you never look back and you only look furtherThan you've been.
If you've been down, we've all been down and burning

But, if you're growing old you better re-think it
I'mma end this story back at the beginning.
So I try to make a scene, like an ocean or a sunset

But I just make believe, there are things that haven't come yet
My mind's running speeds, I've never even heard of
This is how you stay young: you laugh and you murder

And you never look back and you only look furtherThan you've been.
If you've been down, we've all been down and burning
But, if you're growing old you better re-think it

I'mma end this story back at the beginning.

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