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Childhood Video (MV)




Performed By: Ok
Length: 5:52
Written by: Tyler Moore




Ok - Childhood Lyrics




I promised you things that I couldn't promise myself
Like more money when I'm 23 or maybe a gold record on my shelf
I told you I'd protect you, but I got mugged on a f*cking Tuesday
If I can't defend myself, baby how the hell are you gonna feel safe
I've been going through my closet, Craigslistin' all I can find
Try to thicken up my wallet so you can sleep good at night
And I say, What'll you pay

I sold my childhood
So I could pay the bills
And boy it don't feel good
But that's what you do so you can live
I sold my childhood
Traded my Sega for dollar bills
And boy it don't feel good
But I got nothing left to give

You said you'd love me for rich or for poor
I swear to God I know you will but baby I just wanna give you more
I wanna buy you things but they all just over budget
Even though I know you'd love it my bank account says nothing
I've been going through my closet, Craigslistin' all I can find
Try to thicken up my wallet so you can sleep good at night
And they say, What'll you take

I wanna give you your children
I wanna build you your house
I wanna make everything better
Anyway that I know how
I wanna give you your children
I wanna build you your house
I wanna make everything perfect
Like you've always dreamed about
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I promised you things that I couldn't promise myself
Like more money when I'm 23 or maybe a gold record on my shelf
I told you I'd protect you, but I got mugged on a f*cking Tuesday
If I can't defend myself, baby how the hell are you gonna feel safe
I've been going through my closet, Craigslistin' all I can find
Try to thicken up my wallet so you can sleep good at night
And I say, What'll you pay

I sold my childhood
So I could pay the bills
And boy it don't feel good
But that's what you do so you can live
I sold my childhood
Traded my Sega for dollar bills
And boy it don't feel good
But I got nothing left to give

You said you'd love me for rich or for poor
I swear to God I know you will but baby I just wanna give you more
I wanna buy you things but they all just over budget
Even though I know you'd love it my bank account says nothing
I've been going through my closet, Craigslistin' all I can find
Try to thicken up my wallet so you can sleep good at night
And they say, What'll you take

I wanna give you your children
I wanna build you your house
I wanna make everything better
Anyway that I know how
I wanna give you your children
I wanna build you your house
I wanna make everything perfect
Like you've always dreamed about
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Writer: Tyler Moore
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