Glad You're Not Dead - GUSHERS (feat. LCN)

Damn
Damn
Damn
Goddamn

When you're young and dumb no one expects nothing
Go outside and play and hang out with you're cousins
Go to school a bit, Mom lost her job, Who gives a shit
She'll have several others before you're even literate
Still got food on the table, that's a good sign
Everybody at school thinks you're a cool guy
Biggest anxieties are in the lunch line
I love being a kid this shit is alright

But I had no money
And I had few friends
And I had short legs
I'm glad that it ends

When you're young and dumb got no responsibilities
No taxes, no bills, and no hostilities
Every recess is a chance to fuck your friends up
And when they're crying in the sand you wife their crush up
When you're out playing tag you do no tag backs
Who brought Gushers for lunch? that is the best snack
My parents just got divorced that means no Christmas
They can't keep lying to us, they need some distance

Being young is a beautiful thing
So beautiful that we often get caught up in it
And never leave the safety of our fantasies
At the end of the day, are we not all children growing out of dreaming
Are we not-
Hold up dude
Is that a fucking Beyblade

Kids, kids, kids, kids, kids

Daily lacerations, jungle gyms are battlestations kids
Frequent masturbation, always run, no sense of patience kids
Learned a new bad cuss, can't wait to say it on the buss kids
You can tell it's bad 'cause Dad cried when Mom said "pre-nup" kids
Here's a list of things that I don't understand
War, Sex, Blue, Red, and the word Understand
I've worn the same shirt for the last three days
If I knock my crush out that means that we will date

Goddamn I miss being a kid
Goddamn I miss being a kid

Written by:
Lucian Hatfield, Matt Lazarus, Nate Walsky

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