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BeD#mfore the war, before the lies
BeCfore my brother left that night, yeaFh
I was just aB kid, I was singing lD#ma la lCa la laF la laB la
Shit was simple just like lD#ma la lCa la laF la laB la
Yeah, befD#more I grasped that people died
BefCore I saw my sister cry, yeaFh
I was just a kBid, I was singing lD#ma la lCa la laF la laB la
Shit was simple just like lD#ma la lCa la laF la laB la
So take me bD#mack, to the dCays
When I was youngFer, all this bulBlshit is overrated
D#mBack to the daCys, pour some shFots out with my Bpeople
And we gon? sing like laD#m la laC la la Fla la Bla
At our local bar like laD#m la laC la la Fla la Bla
BefD#more the world turned gray and dull
BefCore we both fell out of love, yeahF
We were just Bkids, we were singing lD#ma la laC la lFa la laB la
Love was simple just like lD#ma la laC la lFa la laB la
BefD#more they put our dreams in jail
BefCore we lost our fairy tales, oh F
We were just Bkids, we were singing lD#ma la laC la lFa la laB la
Love was simple just like D#mla la Cla laF la laB la
So take me bD#mack, to the dCays
When I was youngFer, all this bulBlshit is overrated
D#mBack to the daCys, pour some shFots out with my Bpeople
And we gon? sing like laD#m la laC la la Fla la Bla
At our local bar like laD#m la laC la la Fla la Bla
F They say my dream is unreal
B I?m forgettin' how the sun feels
D#m I?m forgettin' how love heals
C And my niece is blowing bubbles in the Fyard
F Economy is down, too
B They're lying on the damn news
D#m People murdering for damn shoes
C And my niece is blowing bubbles in the Fyard
Think about itB, my niece is blowing bubbles in the BbmyardB
My niece is blowing bubbles in the yarFd
Think about iBt, niece is blowin' bBbmubbles in the yard, yBeah
So take me bD#mack, to the dCays
When I was youngFer, all this bulBlshit is overrated
D#mBack to the daCys, pour some shFots out with my Bpeople
And we gon? sing like laD#m la laC la la Fla la Bla
At our local bar like laD#m la laC la la Fla la Bla
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