Paroles de Highschool Dropout
I used to find love in the little thingsNow this 80 proof the only way I feel
All my friends tell me I'm a fiend
Guess the pain ain’t something I coulda concealed no more
I miss the old me
I miss that 2am rush with you
I miss the old me
Don’t know the new me
Chivas Regal in my blood and I do not give a fuck
I got no pulse, blacked out, fucked up in the back of your car
(Back of your car)
(Ouu)
I got no phone, passed out, think I got kicked out of the bar
(They stole my fake & my wallet)
(Ouu)
I been all in my head, I'm makin' love with ambition
The only point of my youth is making reckless decisions
I’m just a no good, shitfaced, high school dropout
(No good, shitfaced, highschool dropout)
So what’s the point of feeling something that’ll never be enough?
Phycobilin dreaming, who I am ain't who I was
Am I holding onto something or just catchin' my own bluff?
Guess I’ll hold onto this feeling 'til I finally open up
Used to find the bright side, now I’m in the dark I used to find love in the little things
Shot of gin, chase it with lust
All my friends tell me I'm a fiend
Chivas Regal in my blood
And I do not give a fuck
I got no pulse, blacked out, fucked up in the back of your car
(Back of your car)
(Ouu)
I got no phone, passed out, think I got kicked out of the bar
(They stole my fake & my wallet)
(Ouu)
I been all in my head, I'm makin' love with ambition
The only point of my youth is making reckless decisions
I’m just a no good, shitfaced, high school dropout
(No good, shitfaced, highschool dropout)
(No good, shitfaced, highschool dropout)
(No good, shitfaced, highschool dropout)
(No good, shitfaced, highschool dropout)
Don’t know the new me
Chivas Regal in my blood and I do not give a fuck
I got no pulse, blacked out, fucked up in the back of your car
(Back of your car)
(Ouu)
I got no phone, passed out, think I got kicked out of the bar
(They stole my fake & my wallet)
(Ouu)
I been all in my head, I'm makin' love with ambition
The only point of my youth is making reckless decisions
I’m just a no good, shitfaced, high school dropout
(No good, shitfaced, highschool dropout)
So what’s the point of feeling something that’ll never be enough?
Phycobilin dreaming, who I am ain't who I was
Am I holding onto something or just catchin' my own bluff?
Guess I’ll hold onto this feeling 'til I finally open up
Used to find the bright side, now I’m in the dark I used to find love in the little things
Shot of gin, chase it with lust
All my friends tell me I'm a fiend
Chivas Regal in my blood
And I do not give a fuck
I got no pulse, blacked out, fucked up in the back of your car
(Back of your car)
(Ouu)
I got no phone, passed out, think I got kicked out of the bar
(They stole my fake & my wallet)
(Ouu)
I been all in my head, I'm makin' love with ambition
The only point of my youth is making reckless decisions
I’m just a no good, shitfaced, high school dropout
(No good, shitfaced, highschool dropout)
(No good, shitfaced, highschool dropout)
(No good, shitfaced, highschool dropout)
(No good, shitfaced, highschool dropout)
