good oh days

Ayy, ayy, ayy... look at the dust on the floor.

I think I'm back through that same wooden door.

The air tastes like summer, the clock's spinning back...

But my mind is still wearing this heavy, dark pack.

Why am I here? What happened to the line?

I miss the days when a scraped knee was fine.

Now I'm standing in clothes that are three sizes small,

Staring at shadows that grow on the wall.

Remember the playground? The rust on the swings?

God, I just miss all those innocent things.

We didn't care about what we were worth,

We just ran till our bare feet were splitting the earth.

But the rent is due now, and the pressure is real,

I miss the days when I knew how to feel.

My student ID has a face I don't know—

An innocent kid from a lifetime ago.

I used to dream of a spaceship to fly,

To look for some answers way up in the sky.

Now I just layout and look at the roof,

Begging the rafters to give me some proof.

Ayy, fffff... what the hell did I do?

The good old days called, but they didn't bring you.

They didn't bring safety, they didn't bring peace,

Just a tape on a loop that will never decrease.

I can't do it right, no, I stumble and fall,

While the ghosts of my childhood walk down the hall.

I want the security, give me the sleep,

Give me a memory I'm allowed to keep.

Just turn back the dial, erase what I know,

Take me back to the place where the wild things grow.

I miss the good old days, the warmth and the light,

Before everything got so heavy at night.

What the hell is this? What did I do wrong?

I tried my best but the ground is all gone.

One little fracture, one tiny line,

And now the whole structure is failing design.

One single pivot, one choice that I made,

And all of the color is starting to fade.

It's all falling down from a domino touch...

How could one little decision cost this damn much?

So why is this here? It was meant to be sweet.

The good old days shouldn't be tasting like defeat.

Why should I go, why move from this chair,

When I'm sitting back here in the freeze of the air?

Trapped in the rearview, stuck in the frame,

Playing a match where I don't know the name.

If this is the past, why is it so cold?

It's a horror movie in a script that was gold!

It's the good oh days... but it's a bay of regret.

A shore full of shadows I can't quite forget.

What the fuck did I do wrong?! I've been trying so hard!

I played every single hand, dealt every card!

Baby, it's the good oh days! What the fuck did I do wrong?!

Can't do shit right, just stuck inside this song!

Screaming at the ceiling with the words left unspoken,

Why is it not working? Why am I still broken?

I followed the maps but the roads disappeared,

Now I'm drowning in the very same silence I feared.

It shouldn't be wrong if I gave it my all,

But I'm frozen right here, just waiting to fall.

Baby, it's the good oh days...

Just a freeze in the air.

Can't do shit right...

When there's nobody there.u