See now im so much older i dont care about the roses

Im ringing round the rosy and im tryna keep my focus

Im pokin all my thoughts to tell if they still wanna dance

Im feeling outta mind cause i can't see what i can't

Life finds a way back don't

Hold its

Hand

I play tick tick tack toe

Golden sands

I remember year when i would try to smell the poppies

Gossiping and talking over everybody's hobbies

Im outta pocket honestly somebody shoulda stopped me

It's possible i pick up traits that i dont mean to copy

Remember second year when i would try out picking lavender

Wasting all my time and picking pages out the calendar

I wanna be a leader but at best i feel a manager

Look at my opinions in a vacuum they're all granular

Life finds a way back don't

Hold its

Hand

I play tick tick tack toe

Golden sands