remember when as kids we were free?
remember when we could fuck up, and all we did was learn?
remember when it didn’t hurt, to take the wrong path?

i’m in your bed tonight.
i’m on your streets the next,

tonight your lips will be entwined with mine.
tonight you’ll let me go; i won’t give a fuck.

as of late, i feel quite hallow; happy as can be at that.
i smell alcohol every minute of the day, it’s become what helps me sleep.
my friends are together and that is showing no signs of changing.

life is good, life is incredible, life is as ugly as a fairytale.