Songtexte kids & their stupid smiles - CHRIS CASEY

Pull up in a tank, it was four of us
We was getting loud, we was showing up
If things ain't go south, or if i shut my mouth
Back then there would probably be more of us
My mood gets tanked and my lungs can't take no more
At the thought of growing up
And I still can't shake these pains, these swells and aches
Don't know where they coming from
But I'd rather play dumb then sit with the fact
That I don't really know how to act now
These kids don't know how good they have it
Until there's no going back
Wow, oh how things have changed
Wish my stupid smile never went away
I wish you and I had better days
But I'd probably still find a way to complain cause
I can't face what's real, I usually spiral 'til I'm hardly in it
I'd rather harbor my feelings
And put 'em right where I can see 'em
Lord knows how things would go
If I let my true feelings be exposed
Truth hurts dawg I should know
So I try to keep myself in control
Through all the highs and lows
I never died in the rodeo
Too many times in the rodeo
I'd always cry in the rodeo
And then feelings come and then feelings go

I don't wanna grow old today
But every second my youth slips away
And when these kids come out to play
All their stupid smiles stay the same
I wanna laugh with my friends like I used to
I wanna sit and pretend I ain't bruise you
We had to leave it behind, and we grew too
But I can't live in a world I'm not used to

Pull up in a tank-tank, Pull up in a tank-tank
Pull up in a tank it was four of us
Pull up in a tank-tank, Pull up in a tank-tank
Pull up in a tank it was four of us
Pull up in a tank it was four of us
Pull up in a tank it was four of us
We was getting loud-loud
We was getting loud-loud
We was getting loud-loud-loud-loud-loud-loud-loud-loud