I believe, my mind treats memories
differently, like the ones that make it hard to
fall asleep.. and why it was that they always
affected me so much.
I'd close my eyes, and see the broskis figure out a hundred
lies...that I could tell my parents just to
go outside.. so they didn’t suspect a thing.
and honestly, whiskey ain’t got nothin on
that dirham tea, we'd drink when we were young
our hearts so heavy, And I'd be late to get there
but they'd wait for me..
sometimes when I think I'm sad, I goooo-oh
look into my past, and dream of mooo-re
things that I could do just to pass the time
things that saved me once
things that I could call mine
chill with my friends, talk into the night
sneak out my house, cuz i needa light.
stop and smell the roses, trip on pink skies
forget about my phone like i didn’t have to try (Yeah)
I used to believe
in things i couldn’t see
was always that kid who felt a little too deeply
at times I would cry,
didn’t know the answer to why
or if maybe i should quit believin i'm happy
but what I didn’t see..
behind all that debris
was that every thing I thought was an extension of me..
was a poet, didn’t know it
until I turned thirteen
and I’d try to find a story in the littlest things
so how could I, how could I stop believin’
in what I felt, what I felt when you came in
and how you'd wake at night just to pull me in just
to gaze up at the stars, leave the music playin’
sometimes when I think I'm sad, I goooo-oh
look into my past, and dream of mooo-re
things that I could do just to pass the time
things that saved me once
things that I could call mine
chill with my friends, talk into the night
sneak out my house, cuz I needa light
stop and smell the roses, trip on pink skies
forget about my phone like I didn’t have to try (Yeah)
Sometimes it gets too much,
too happy and we panic,
Got us jumping ship
feelin like the Titanic
Sometimes it gets too much,
too happy and we panic,
Got us jumping ship
feelin like the Titanic
sometimes when I think I'm sad, I goooo-oh
look into my past, and dream of mooo-re
things that I could do just to pass the time
things that saved me once
things that I could call mine
chill with my friends, talk into the night
sneak out my house, cuz I needa light.
stop and smell the roses, trip on pink skies
forget about my phone like I didn’t have to try
