Testo
I smoke a pack a day but I still hope I'm here to stay
But I don't wanna spend my days worrying about that
I lost a real good friend that showed me just how real the end is
I still miss him everyday
But I'm still here, so let's go out
And show the world what life's really about
And not waste our time today
But I don't know if I feel like it
'Cause my hometown feels like a riot
When I'm outside on the weekends
And I can't tell if I give a shit
I don't feel like talking politics
'Cause I'll still think how I think
So you can do the same
I just smoke my weed and write my songs
And like when people get along
I'm sorry to those, I did wrong
I hope you find your peace
And I'm grateful for the people who have stuck around with me
And the people who didn't, I hope you still see me as me
The internet ruined real-life
The media is filled with lies
Videos control the youth
When's the last time you watched the sunrise?
I could go all day about it but it's kinda hypocritical
To try to make songs as a living
At least I'm not subliminal
Ooh
Oh-oh-ooh, oh