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Texty: Descendents. I Don't Want To Grow Up. Can't Go Back.

(Lyrics and Music by B. Stevenson)
* It's not like you said it was
Nothing like you said it was
It's a dirty old place and I can't go back
It's not like you said it was
Nothing like you said it was
I've been misused and I can't go back
** It's a dirty old place and it's full of lies
And I can't see a thing through virgin's eyes
It's a dirty old place and it's full of lies
And I'm still seeing through virgin's eyes
*** Tonight, and I can't go back and I can't go back
I had a young boy's dream
But I can plainly see
It's a filthy world and I can't go back

Now I can't go back
Now I can't go back
I've been misused and I can't go back
Everybody here is out to get me
Or at least that's how it seems to me
Everybody here is laughing at me
But now I know my weakness is my strength
And I want to go back and I can't go back
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