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Your close friends become strangers, lollipops turn into cigarettes, the innocent ones turn into sluts, homework goes in the trash, soda becomes vodka, kisses turn into sex. Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground, When protection meant wearing a helmet, When the worst thing you could get from boys were cooties, Dads shoulders were the highest place on earth and mom was your hero, Your worst enemies were your siblings, race issues were about who ran the fastest, the only drug you knew was cough medicine, wearing a skirt didn't make you a slut, the only thing that hurt you was skinned knees and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow, And just to think we couldn't wait to grow up