paroles de chanson We Can't Go Back To 17 - Baby Scream

I can't deal with growing old
Life's a trap, yes I know
They give ya number with sum bones

Yesterday I was a boy
Now I just can't find my toys
I'm also fatter and going bald

Riddle me this mystery
A prison wanna scape from me
'Cause we can't go back to 17

What's da meaning of the world?
We turn it off and turn it on
Everyone you love is gone
Everyone you love is gone