Released on June 30, 2015

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[Chorus]

The sound of the shaking trees

Brushed by that August breeze

All that's left is memories

Could almost bring you to your knees


[Verse]

Trying to save my sanity

Rolling by, skating in my black tee

It's like I slept since 2010

Now it's white walls, try to pay the rent

I got these memories inside my brain

'Cause when I go home it's not the fucking same

'Cause everybody loves growing up

But you won't say the same when you see that time's up


[Chorus]

The sound of the shaking trees

Brushed by that August breeze

All that's left is memories

Could almost bring you to your knees


[Outro]

Growing old, save your soul, told you so

I am not who I was, let it go

Growing old, save your soul, told you so

I am not who I was, let it go

Growing old, save your soul, told you so

I am not who I was, let it go

Growing old, save your soul, told you so

I am not who I was, let it go