Grown up

by Nikhil Devanikar   Nov 10, 2021

just a guy singing tunes of a bygone era
where we didn't care about the riviera
there used to be a time
when we could call up and talk, without missing a dime,
hanging out was never a chore
your homies were never a bore
chilling out was the name of the game
seems like something we lost. whilst chasing the fame
while the crowd called it growing up,
it just feels like disappointment where you are stuck in cock up...


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