BiC Flame

I grew up watchin' videos of Dylan and the Rolling Stones

Ten thousand lighters lit up the black

Dreamin' big and blowin' smoke, tryna live like we heard on the radio

But didn't dream the world could change so fast

I still read that King James Bible

And think a song sounds better on vinyl

They say I'm an old soul

But what's so wrong with that?

Years fly by and Levi's fade

I know that I can't stop the change

In a crowd full of cell phone lights

I guess I'm still a BiC-flame guy

I still believe you can fall in love and when it's real you don't give up

And God's the only one who's fit to judge

I ain't afraid to speak my mind, been known to work somе overtime

And I know I can't be thе only one

I still read that King James Bible

And think a song sounds better on vinyl

They say I'm an old soul

But what's so wrong with that?

Years fly by and Levi's fade

I know that I can't stop the change

In a crowd full of cell phone lights

I guess I'm still a BiC-flame guy

Oh-yeah

Yeah-yeah

I still read that King James Bible

And spend my Sundays on a motorcycle

They say I'm an old soul

But what's so wrong with that?

Years fly by and Levi's fade

I know that I can't stop the change

Well, the world can go do its thing, I'll do mine

In a crowd full of cell phone lights

I guess I'm still a BiC-flame guy

A BiC-flame guy