Junk

When you were a child you'd watch cartoons
Now you're an intellectual, you only read the news
There comes a time where we die a little bit, deep inside
Innocence runs and hides
Memories become lies
We all try to preserve any fun
But it turn into junk over time—over time

When you were wild, you'd make people swoon
Now you're settled down, eating lukewarm food
There comes a time where we die a little bit, deep inside
Innocence runs and hides
Memories become lies
We all try to preserves any fun
But it turns into junk over time—over time