Old Soul Lyrics

I was born in the late 90s

Though I live it up

Like it's the 70s or 80s

What's an old man going to do

On a young man's land

Except teach him what he's felt

Any way he can

I've seen peeps

Turn into the very thing that they hated

I'm sure it wasn't intended

But to get accepted

Easy to get corrupted

In these days where money sways

Even the strongest don't find ways

To be themselves

They end up like everybody else

I got a young heart

With an old man's soul

That can be bought or sold

I won't fold

I got a young heart

With an old man's soul

That can only be told if I do not fold

I was born in the late 90s

Brought in by the cold breeze

But if I live in the past

How can I make sure my music blasts

How can you relate to it

If it's not for you that I make it

Is an artist made to be selfish in his choices

Or does he fall under the wishes

Of what's expected of him

Like king Solomon

Pleasing most of them

And fearing the fall

I know that I can only be true to myself

In the depths where I can draw my real strength

It allows me to blend

And still put in the message I want to send

I got a young heart

With an old man's soul

That can be bought or sold

I won't fold

I got a young heart

With an old man's soul

That can only be told if I do not fold

In the depths of solitude