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The Fallback Plan

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7:30 a.m. you were out the door and headed off to school
You never had many friends but the guys in your band who always thought you were cool
When teachers could still punish you
Mom and Dad always knew the truth when you told them that you didn't know whose cigarette that was

Growing up as a kid back then wasn't so bad, I guess
Bleached blonde hair and blank stares from the preppy teacher's pets
Daddy's money cars for douchebag jocks and loud guitars for poor boys just like us
It makes me think, I sure miss growing up

Sneaking out as a kid back then was harder than it is today
But the house parties were tight, kill the lights, run away if the police ever came
Come on back when the coast was clear
Crack another cheap light beer and that night would serve as history for the rest of that whole year

Growing up as a kid back then wasn't so bad, I guess
Homemade lemonade with the kick of whatever you could get
You'd learn to drive the family car, your sibling's old ID got you in bars
It makes me think, I sure miss growing up

Now seeing kids on their phones these days, well it seems like they don't care how they act
Can't look each other in the face and their lingo is all out of whack
I mean, what the hell does bussing mean
School's never had a safe space for me
It makes me sick, it makes me sad, it makes me miss the times we had

Growing up as a kid back then was just a bees knees
Skateboard tricks and burned CDs gave us all the fame we'd need
I've been around the block a time or two and nothing quite compares to you
Days like that, you can't get back
The hair, the clothes, the trends and all the fun
I finally see, I sure miss growing up

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