Was it me that changed?
Or things around me?
Maybe i've grew up,
To see things from different point of views.
Was it you i wanted?
Or was it just those sweet memories i can't leave behind?
Maybe time heals all wound,
But ugly scars remain.
Was it money making the world go round?
Or money going around the world?
It make no difference.
Money is no longer a need, its essential.
This is reality,
Grow up little boys and girls,
This aint a fairytale.
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