Lyrics:
scared
Never scared
But i'm always scared
I'm always scared
Oh my friend
Oh my friend
Oh my friend
Our years are ten now
Our years are ten
Our years are
you changed my life
Now the corner of my bed's empty every night
I just wish I could go back in time
To seven years ago and relive your life
Because I
Hierophant
I won't be swayed
By the outside
Trust your instincts
I can't remember how to feel
But I think this is dead on
Imagine 7 years ago had we been
the ghost I see in every dream
Seven years will fly by in an instant
The plans you made are nothing more than a memory
I never said that I had all
by my side
I feel alive
I was so numb, yeah
Seven digits on my bank account (yeah, huh)
Seven digits on my bank account
Yeah that's some real plans
Few
(FAS, you made a hit)
Gave my cousin seven thousand years, I ain't know how to feel
Never really cared about my peers, just wanna keep it real
Think
I wish I was seven years old again
Happy, and carefree, and wild
I'd laugh and I'd cry
But I'd always be high
Just living my life as a child
Seven years have gone by
Seven years have passed
Seven years' a good time
To be coming back
I wish that I could turn back time
But that is just
it goes courage, wisdom, power
Been gone so long I could really use a shower
Seven years passed now I'm all grown up
Defeat Ganon, and have the game
years ago
Please don't hate me, oh no, no, no
1, 2, 3, 4
I don't love you anymore
5, 6, 7, 8
I've got too much on my plate
Please don't hate me
It's not
know
If you feel it, too, just like I do
I hit the block non stop, rocks in my sock
Pause for a second when I see the cops
Rocks or candy, whatever
Texas
And rode with the 7th when Custer went down
This is the last cowboy song
The end of a hundred year Waltz
The voices sound sad as they're singin'
(Count up sum blessings)
I jus be high feel alive in this bitch wait a minute I need me a second
Ain no emotion or smile on my lip either way she be callin
Ayy
Woke up in woke up in
Soundin' real godly
Quavo
Seven Rollie grams of flex
Woke up in Paris
Broke all the mirrors (that lean)
Must mean
A snow white line of divine freaks
In riot, where they fell...
The circus lurches in, a ring of promised delight
For seven days and seven festival nights
on broadway and 49th
Lynlee's drinking PBR as his date makes out with Clyde
It ain't so pretty no it ain't so pretty on new years eve
Ten, nine, eight, seven
the playground
And yeh I said it
This year I'm menace
This year I'm selfish
This year I'm careless
This year I'm healthy
This year I'm hectic
This year I'm ready
When I was 7 years old, was so bold
My Daddy took me across his knee
Said one day I'd be alone, on my own
So he'd better quick make a Man of me
After
Days ahead, brand new year
Yeah!
Days ahead, brand new year
Time to put this bitch in gear
Manifest and levitate
Take off and accelerate
Days ahead,
been cursed with seven years of bad luck
Will the sorrow ever change?
So now my soul's in debt, I must regret
I die and live another lonely day
Tell me
been cursed with seven years of bad luck
Will the sorrow ever change?
So now my soul's in debt, I must regret
I die and live another lonely day
Tell me
that's how it's gonna be
Para siempre
And look at me, leavin' today
On a seven-forty-seven boardin' JFK
The hydrants are open
Cool breezes blow
7-45's, that was cool last year
But I'm V-12 in a 7-60, Kenyon passing me beer
I step in the club cameras flashing, girls want to take my pic
Which girls
the progress of the planets
Around that boogie woogie moon
I called her my Nubian princess
Gave her some sweet back fatass jive
Spent the next seven years
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