Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mackeson
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mackeson
Songwriter
Lyrics
I've been getting older
Creaky Knees
I've been getting older
Now I do as I please
Thinkin' bout the way it was
Was back then...
Ridin' in your red Car
We were friends
Now the world it seems so tragic
And the time it ticks away
Other times it feels like magic
(Feels like magic)
I need the magic to stay
I been getting now sleep
Bad bad dreams
Tryna' pay my taxes
Saving the receipts
But it seems like bullshit
Like my life for lease
When I was a younger man
I did as I pleased
Now the world it seems so tragic
And the time it ticks away
Other times it feels like magic
I need the magic to stay
Yeah...
I remember you Girl
Riding in your red Car
I remember you Girl
(Yeah)
(Whoa)
I was justa' kid then
Ridin' in that red Car
Ridin', vibin' rolling through the Woods
Yeah Ridin' riding through the Woods
Yeah whoa smokin' in the Woods
I was just a young buck
Riding in that red Car
Kissing in that red Car
Fucking in that red Car
Whoa yeah
Now fuck paying my taxes
Living like i planned it
Whoa yeah
Riding through the Woods
Yeah yeah
Now the world it feels so tragic
And the time it ticks away
Other times it feels like magic
I need the magic to stay
Written by: Bradley Mackeson