Ice Cold Mood - Trip

Alright, alright, alright, alright
Started out in Shawn's front yard, we were buying a bag of mush
Chokin' down his butter tarts, I was into a bag of chips
This is as good as a night can get
Now you're lyin' on my floor and you tell me you don't feel shit
I said hey man give it another second, but you grabbed another hit
Let's see how devious we get
You were choking on your best friend
It was the gummy bear in your esophagus
Now we're drivin' past the lights in the back of my sister's car
Barely made it to the theater, grabbed me some popcorn
As we struggled to our seats
You were throwin' up gummy bears
And your best friend wasn't there
I wasn't there

Written by:
Connor Rogers

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