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YoungerWait, feels like I'm walking in my sleepWandering again It's late, following ghosts on these streets There's something about it Sharing cigarettes, whisky on your breath Oh, I still remember Do you remember? I was a loaded gun You were the reckless one So say it again, the way that you did Back of the car sending chills down your skin Like when we were younger Hey, I still like the way you make sounds When our friends talk about you I hate the way that it all went down You took it the hardest All those promises, tangled silhouettes Feels like another lifetime I was a loaded gun You were the reckless one So say it again, the way that you did Back of the car sending chills down your skin Make me believe, if only tonight Till I can feel all the fire in your eyes Like when we were younger Like when we were younger I was a loaded gun You were the reckless one So say it again, the way that you did Back of the car sending chills down your skin Like when we were younger |