Like a Kid

So here's a story of a kid who had it all

Who almost lost touch but found control

Yeah she was talking that break it on her own

She was just like...

I feel like a kid again

I feel like a kid againon my way back home

Leaving a skill that stripped my soul

We were on top of a wounded plane

But if we jumped off you would all just fly away

So forget our faces

When we hit ground on a solid front

You would drop bombs and just watch us try and run

And get on our races.so now

I know my way back and up againto find the lines to make me sound like himand if

I break I'll glue the seat againand it's just like...

I feel like a kid again

I feel like a kid againon my way back home

Teaching a skill that strips the soul

We were on top of a wounded plane

But if we jumped off you would all just fly away

So forget our faces

When we hit ground on a solid front

You would drop bombs and just watch us try and run

And get on our races.

I feel like a kid againas a criminal

I feel like a kid again