so fresh and so new - fats'e

Nineteen, good friends

In a van, no stress

It seems, that we’re in the clouds

Headlight, tonight, pull up

I miss the days

I miss the days with with this world that felt

So fresh and so new

I-I-I-I miss the days

Don’t want this bitter hate

I miss the days with with this world that felt

So fresh and so new

Good, less friends

I’ll do it all, more stress

Jaded, by the industry

I could, that’s so far from

I miss the days

I miss the days with with this world that felt

So fresh and so new

I-I-I-I miss the days

I miss the days with with this world that felt

So fresh and so new