You Thought You Could Beat Me In A Game Of Skip-it. You Were Wrong. Lyrics

The entire world has gone to shit
But I won't let it take us with it.
Lay your head against my chest
And sing me anything from the 90s.
We'll be 15 again; on tire swings, planning sleepovers.
Cause often you need to pretend to get through this.

The entire world has gone to hell But we don't care enough to tell.
Wrap your arms around my neck
And whisper anything that you shouldn't to me.
We'll be 15 again; cutting class and making mixtapes
Cause often you need to pretend to get through this.

To get through this life.

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