SK8RIOT - L8R

I got my feet turned sideways
And I been skating on a highway
Hoping I got another can of the green paint
Yeah my backpack feels about the same weight
Cuz I've been skating these streets since I was eighteen
Guess I wanted college instead of the silly dreams
That I had in high school
Mad the cycle gotta repeat
Need to reverse just to make it back
To me
Yeah yeah
Where we gonna be
I think another chapter's ending
Four years past and it's faster living
Than back in the backwoods
I've been growing up quick
Yeah, yeah
Just like that and I'm graduated
Cuz it's really sinking in
What's the plan again
Nine to five or try to play pretend in a grad school
But I'm not glass half full
We say alright
We try
We gutted our lives
Gutted our lives to live again
Running outta time to chase the wind
I can't say bye to my friends
But I would die in this pen
I would die in this, like
And is it really that bad?
I don't want to just run from the past
But I gotta brain with another name on it
Had to keep it tight, cuz I'm not the same honestly
Why did I try to hide, I don't fight
Math class isn't half as bad as that, right
Okay
Your book says Stephen was stoned to death
Good thing I go by Scuub, I guess
I just don't
Yeah
I guess I just don't
What, what
We're running, running, running
Guess I gotta a lot of shit I wanna quit
Like what I said was an old joke
We're over that, pass your classes
Institutions never change
Matter fact your ass is on chapel probation
I said really? Wonder why
Kinda hard to breathe when they wanna die
Yeah maybe we're just open ended
A lot of younger selves unforgiven
Yeah you fought your thoughts about it
Congratulations, what now kid
Congratulations. what now kid
Man it's hard to believe
That we're leaving this polluted ass city
My friends are fantastic, my grades aren't shitty
It's like I'm
Getting everything I thought I'd never have
But now I'm living with my mom and dad
We say alright
We try
We gutted our lives
Gutted our lives to live again
Running outta time to chase the wind
I can't say bye to my friends
But I would die in this pen
I would die in this, like

Written by:
Stephen Busic, William Wheeler

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