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Stays Krispy in Milk
So you think you can walk away from everything that makes you bored
Thumb your nose in the face of responsibility
I wish I had something enlightening to say
But thank God for newfound friends
That keep us on the ground
I wouldn't trade being here
For all the gold in the world
I always wanted to be a tomboy like you
But now I realize you can't keep the best of both worlds
The mystery lies beneath the toughness of your age
This isn't about our generation
I'm trying to make my way
I wouldn't trade being here
For all the drugs in the world
I can't say I don't understand where you're coming from
Less than perfect communication was all we ever had
I was never trying to change your sights Only hoping to bring you the world through my mistakes
So now I wish you well...