Most people don't understand other people's pain and their feelings. Or they just don't want to. It's hard because you can't really understand because you have your own pains and your own problems and everything else that you have to deal with. It's hard for most people to open up to people because they have been hurt so much that they would rather keep it all to themselves so that way no one will judge them. They would rather deal with their own problems and do it alone because in the past someone who they trusted has broke their trust and hurt them. They put a barrier around their heart and hide their feelings just so that it doesn't happen again. My U.S. history teacher once told me that history doesn't repeat itself it goes in patterns. When he first said that I thought he was crazy and then something happened to me that happened in my past happened again and I truly understood what he meant. Because what he said was true because your history always stays with you no matter how much you try to forget it. I have read a book and in that book it said that "pain doesn't ever go away it just waits till you put your gaurd down to hit you the hardest."
'Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol' days
It was a big big world, but I thought we were bigger
Pushing each other to the limits, we were learning quicker
I always had that dream, like my daddy before me
So I started writing songs, I started writing stories
Once I was seven years old, momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out
Once I was seven years old, my daddy told me
To work, work, work, work, work
He say me have to
Work, work, work, work, work
He see me do me
Dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt
So me put in
Work, work, work, work, work, work
I won't lie to you
I know he's just not right for you
All that I wanted from you was to give me
Something that I never had
Something that you've never seen
Something that you've never been
I know it breaks your heart
Moved to the city in a broke-down car
And four years, no calls
Now you're looking pretty in a hotel bar
And I, I, I, I, I can't stop
(Can't stop the feeling)
No, I, I, I, I, I
I know I can treat you better than he can
And any girl like you deserves a gentleman
So, baby, pull me closer
In the back seat of your Rover
I can treat you better
We ain't ever getting older
Nothing I can see but you when you dance, dance, dance
Feeling good, good, creeping up on you
So just dance, dance, dance, come on
Baby, pull me closer
We'll dance, dance, dance
And ain't nobody leaving soon
So put your pinky rings up to the moon
What y'all trying to do?
24 karat magic in the air
We ain't ever getting older'
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