Rewind to '95

For a walkman by my side (tunes that collide) Talkin' face to face, no digital divide Passing notes, those scribbled lines Wearing overalls, feeling just fine Prayin', yeah, I'm prayin' We go back to '95, so perfectly unrefined ('keepin' it alive) I miss the days ('member the days) When baggy jeans were all the craze No phones to stare, our eyes would meet Skatin' rinks where we felt free Wishin', I am wishin' That we could bring Back time, hit rewind ('member those times) To mixtapes and those MTV rhymes Where friendship bracelets sealed our fate In those sprawling malls, till it got late Longin', I am longin' For our hearts to sing Graffitied walls (colorful halls) Where our youth was sprayed in shades so bold We let our Tamagotchis feed our souls Arcade dreams, we'd race, compete Laughin' loud, life's joy complete Cravin', I am cravin' For those mixtape trades (trades we made) Flannels tied around our waists No likes to chase, just mix and match Doc Martens boots, that punk-rock batch Hopin', still I’m hopin' We'd catch that vibe, feel it deep inside ('vibe so alive)