Pictures of her, drinking with them, making me miss my whiskey best friends
Working the club till five in the morning, Sleeping the day away
Who would have thought that we'd meet up back here
Sneaking a smoke in the loading bay
Knowing your name was a sin when I met you nothing much else has changed
Wanted to get clean so I got busted. Hundred fifty days at a hole in the wall
Pushing round drunks and stealing party drugs
Nothing was working so I got going. Cuff me, book me, ship me off boys
To where I won't see the sun till I can think straight
I don't know where I've been, but I'm headed home
And you could've been so much more and if you still want it
Then let me know
I can't see myself anywhere but underground
And she, keeps going all over town, running her big fat f*cking mouth
It makes me think, maybe we're sick too
It makes me want to quit
Where'd you go when the sun came back
Face down front yard lying in the grass
I miss feeling like i can get by with some help from my friends
Hit the road with a carton of smokes
Sleeping through the night drives, hanging on the white lines
Follow through with siestas every afternoon
I wanna know where did you really go
Lies force fed coming stereo
I guess theres no head in this scenario
Go ahead and break my phone I'll never date a Hetero again
Real eyes, Realize, real lies. Yuppie love that dumb shit
Clever like I thought you were funny
Cracked me up, put back like Humpty Dumpty
All the horse and all the kings meds
Could barely piece me back together again
I don't know where I've been, but I'm headed home
Forever missing something that never existed
Between you and I, never realized
Last year was just romanticized through my f*cked up eyes
Always searching for pills, dollar bills, a little bit of grass for cheap thrills
You come to find, you've broken both the rhythm and the rhyme
With late nights and whiskey dreams
The owls are not what they seem
The fever screams on an acid trip, fueled by six hours of bong rips
Tip toein through the broken glass and eggshells where I live
The levy cracked and we're ankle deep in metaphorical dirty water
If trauma and bipolar disorder aren't a death sentence, then they've certainly made everything a little harder
Boomland - Party Drugz Lyrics
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Pictures of her, drinking with them, making me miss my whiskey best friends
Working the club till five in the morning, Sleeping the day away
Who would have thought that we'd meet up back here
Sneaking a smoke in the loading bay
Knowing your name was a sin when I met you nothing much else has changed
Wanted to get clean so I got busted. Hundred fifty days at a hole in the wall
Pushing round drunks and stealing party drugs
Nothing was working so I got going. Cuff me, book me, ship me off boys
To where I won't see the sun till I can think straight
I don't know where I've been, but I'm headed home
And you could've been so much more and if you still want it
Then let me know
I can't see myself anywhere but underground
And she, keeps going all over town, running her big fat f*cking mouth
It makes me think, maybe we're sick too
It makes me want to quit
Where'd you go when the sun came back
Face down front yard lying in the grass
I miss feeling like i can get by with some help from my friends
Hit the road with a carton of smokes
Sleeping through the night drives, hanging on the white lines
Follow through with siestas every afternoon
I wanna know where did you really go
Lies force fed coming stereo
I guess theres no head in this scenario
Go ahead and break my phone I'll never date a Hetero again
Real eyes, Realize, real lies. Yuppie love that dumb shit
Clever like I thought you were funny
Cracked me up, put back like Humpty Dumpty
All the horse and all the kings meds
Could barely piece me back together again
I don't know where I've been, but I'm headed home
Forever missing something that never existed
Between you and I, never realized
Last year was just romanticized through my f*cked up eyes
Always searching for pills, dollar bills, a little bit of grass for cheap thrills
You come to find, you've broken both the rhythm and the rhyme
With late nights and whiskey dreams
The owls are not what they seem
The fever screams on an acid trip, fueled by six hours of bong rips
Tip toein through the broken glass and eggshells where I live
The levy cracked and we're ankle deep in metaphorical dirty water
If trauma and bipolar disorder aren't a death sentence, then they've certainly made everything a little harder
Working the club till five in the morning, Sleeping the day away
Who would have thought that we'd meet up back here
Sneaking a smoke in the loading bay
Knowing your name was a sin when I met you nothing much else has changed
Wanted to get clean so I got busted. Hundred fifty days at a hole in the wall
Pushing round drunks and stealing party drugs
Nothing was working so I got going. Cuff me, book me, ship me off boys
To where I won't see the sun till I can think straight
I don't know where I've been, but I'm headed home
And you could've been so much more and if you still want it
Then let me know
I can't see myself anywhere but underground
And she, keeps going all over town, running her big fat f*cking mouth
It makes me think, maybe we're sick too
It makes me want to quit
Where'd you go when the sun came back
Face down front yard lying in the grass
I miss feeling like i can get by with some help from my friends
Hit the road with a carton of smokes
Sleeping through the night drives, hanging on the white lines
Follow through with siestas every afternoon
I wanna know where did you really go
Lies force fed coming stereo
I guess theres no head in this scenario
Go ahead and break my phone I'll never date a Hetero again
Real eyes, Realize, real lies. Yuppie love that dumb shit
Clever like I thought you were funny
Cracked me up, put back like Humpty Dumpty
All the horse and all the kings meds
Could barely piece me back together again
I don't know where I've been, but I'm headed home
Forever missing something that never existed
Between you and I, never realized
Last year was just romanticized through my f*cked up eyes
Always searching for pills, dollar bills, a little bit of grass for cheap thrills
You come to find, you've broken both the rhythm and the rhyme
With late nights and whiskey dreams
The owls are not what they seem
The fever screams on an acid trip, fueled by six hours of bong rips
Tip toein through the broken glass and eggshells where I live
The levy cracked and we're ankle deep in metaphorical dirty water
If trauma and bipolar disorder aren't a death sentence, then they've certainly made everything a little harder
Writer: Justin Pankiewicz
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