So we party
• Written by MikeMato
So we party
It boggles my mind how fast we loose our childhood
So we party
That shits crazy
I remember the forbidden fruit, back then was getting sweets
Now it's a boge and some weed, shit changes apparently
With the grades I repeat and the dismay in my defeat
I'm starting to discover, life's a bitch with very sharp teeth
I don't remember when life, when life suddenly got this hard
Chilling with Yu-Gi-Oh cards, trying to play the guitar
Sitting and swinging, envisioning how life would unfold
true dreams untold, hidden in notebooks never exposed
feels like yesterday that we learned we had nine planets
Hiding on my moms lap, in that whole 9/11 panic
Weed leads to death, propaganda that they display
It's my own fault I smoke and drink, fuck your gateway
Look how much changed over just the last year
Addictions appear but the innocence disappear
People hate colors, start hating on old friends labeling queers
Sports gear funds go to buy and cigarettes round here
People change, I couldn't speak in front of crowds
Now I'm getting loud, acting proud, going after a dream now
Old friends turn to foes, and enemies to allies
White lies to parents, turn to cops hearing your alibi
So we party
So we party
So we party
So we party, shit were young what's the damage
Sleeping til 1, fucking with new drugs hard to manage
But before give us halo 3, me and my boys would play
Now give me some good kush but yet the parties only okay?
shit changes, everyone in life moves on I guess
Drinking partying and controlling what song is on next
A fix to that stress, alcohol can give happiness
That's like saying the quick fix is fighting, to a fucking pacifist
When we was young, we ain't need an extra substance
Then we all tried alcohol and all of us been drunk since
All people ask for including me is to be relevant
All we need is to be loved, or we turn to some felon shit
We all wish, we could just be another bird in the flock
nother Hen with the cocks, yea an emotional stable rock
We all wish what were not and hate what we got
Keep our physical things locked by our souls left to rot
Keep your dream locked, I believe that's the child that survives
The hectic and bullshit of life's rollercoaster ride
But don't let your success rely on these failures
give a fuck less about parties now, invite other kids to waste hours
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MikeMato
Member since June 9 2015