My Kind

Album: The Pains of Growing (2018)
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  • Do you recall the days at your old place?
    Playing with Troll dolls to scare the kids away
    My closet was a time machine, your's the stage
    I wish we told those little girls they're gonna be okay
    Still picture it all in my mind
    Making the campfire out of broken flashlights
    Jealous of your high tops, 'cause someone stole mine
    Wish somebody would've told me that would be alright

    My kind of time's meant to carelessly spend
    And my kind of nights are the one's that don't end
    My kind of fun doesn't make any sense
    And my kind of love you won't ever forget
    My kind of time's meant to carelessly spend
    And my kind of nights are the one's that don't end
    My kind of fun doesn't make any sense
    And my kind of love you won't ever forget

    Do you remember all the cartoons at midnight?
    Like the one about the crass humoured French guy
    And what about you, mister Poetry?
    And what about all that we've built in just a couple weeks?
    Talkin' 'bout all of our fears through a cracked screen
    Picking little fights over falling asleep
    I wish you knew I loved you when I knew you loved me
    Really wish I knew you sooner than my twenties

    My kind of time's meant to carelessly spend
    And my kind of nights are the one's that don't end
    My kind of fun doesn't make any sense
    And my kind of love you won't ever forget
    My kind of time's meant to carelessly spend
    And my kind of nights are the one's that don't end
    My kind of fun doesn't make any sense
    And my kind of love you won't ever forget

    I'm a product of the who's, when's and how's
    Those who let go and those who stuck around
    I wish somebody would've told me I'd be here now
    'Cause this kind of life is one to sing about (oh yeah)

    My kind of time's meant to carelessly spend
    And my kind of nights are the one's that don't end
    My kind of fun doesn't make any sense
    And my kind of love you won't ever forget
    My kind of time's meant to carelessly spend
    And my kind of nights are the one's that don't end
    My kind of fun doesn't make any sense
    And my kind of love you won't ever forget

    My kind of love you won't ever forget
    Wish somebody would've told me that would be alright Writer/s: Alessia Caracciolo, Eric Frederic, Nate Mercereau
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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