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• Artiste: Conan Gray
• Titre: Holidays
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I'm so tired of taking orders from everyone And my house is like a hoarder's And my bed undone Books that I'll never read, magazines Photo strips of you and me Felt so old at only seventeen Took a flight back to Texas just like every year We barely talk, but our friendship can't disappear At Kerbey Lane, the coffee tastes like gasoline Could you order some for me? I'm too cold and too tirеd to speak All my youth, I never knеw that life would ever change But we keep on growing, didn't think it'd show, but I see it on your face The years have passed, but you laugh exactly the same When I see you for the holidays In those eyes, I see lifetimes I've had with you From graduation, all the way back to elementary school Teachers hang up the wreaths, children sing Years ago, that was you and me What I'd give to once again be naive All my youth, I never knew that life would ever change But we keep on growing, didn't think it'd show, but I see it on your face The years have passed, but you laugh exactly the same When I see you for the holidays All my youth, I never knew that life would ever change But we keep on growing, didn't think it'd show, but I see it on your face The years have passed, but you laugh exactly the same When I see you for the holidays