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Moral Of The Story

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Lirik
I always feel lonely, wishin' every day I was the older me (yeah)

Thinkin' back to the past, I wish I did better, poor little me (yeah)

Poor little me (yeah) I didn't really understand, why did that stuff

I just feel like everythin' got really rough, and I don't know why I started to cuss

Things gettin' rough, I don't wanna go back, wanna go back (na-na-na-na)

(na-na-na-na-na-na-na) I wanna be here, be here (ahh)

Everybody in my circle really acting clueless

Like you really depressed and you actin' stupid

I didn't really get what they really mean back then

Now, I see what they mean, yeah, we not friends

And I just sit here and I don't complain cause I don't complain

Moral of the story don't really make friends

Cuz they will stab you in the back twice as hard as eight men

They asked me can I make the frame bigger

How I'm supposed to make it bigger

When you never show up like that's really messed up

I always feel lonely, wishin' every day I was the older me (yeah)

Thinkin' back to the past, I wish I did better, poor little me (yeah)