LaLuna (Bellyache) suggested changes to these lyrics.

If at some point we all succumb For goodness sake let us be young Because time gets harder to outrun And I'm nobody, I'm not done With a cool cool breeze and dirty knees I rest on childhood memories We all got old at breakneck speed Slow it down, go easy on me Go easy on me Put a wetsuit on, come on, come on Grow your hair out long, come on, come on Put a t-shirt on Do me wrong, do me wrong, do me wrong If it's up and after you What do you suppose that you would do? You're all whacked out from lack of sleep You blame it on the friends you keep You want to do things differently And do them independently We all got old at breakneck speed Slow it down, go easy on me Go easy on me Put a wetsuit on, come on, come on Grow your hair out long, come on, come on Put a t-shirt on Do me wrong, do me wrong, do me wrong Put a wetsuit on, come on, come on Grow your hair out long, come on, come on Put a t-shirt on Do me wrong, do me wrong, do me wrong Does holy water make you pure? Submerged your vision's just obscured You're a lot like me In up to our knees In over your chest is way too deep Put a wetsuit on, come on, come on Grow your hair out long, come on, come on Put a t-shirt on Do me wrong, do me wrong, do me wrong Put a wetsuit on, come on, come on Grow your hair out long, come on, come Put a t-shirt on Do me wrong, do me wrong, do me wrong

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