Purchased a school bus, mistrusted this system
Ditched the dim grid dehydrating my engine
Back in the day they diagnosed stigmas
Prescribed the crutch to lean on and play victim
Head-spaces stay laced with deception
Elementary reflects penitentiaries
Divorce reshapes behaviors, adds stress
And question, by hands, who's absent with depression
Hammer into youth success is predestined
Crucify you if you recommend perspective
Learned I was intelligent, the top one percentage
Of the planet's most advanced emotionally receptive
Yet, I'm too tense, doing my best under this pressure
How long can this last like my first sex in Destin
Each fish swims with unique imperfection
So stray from the bait, man, development arrested
Pour another shot all my friends are alcoholics
Smoking up the pot to release knowledge from the subconscious
Children pop pills, chase thrills, with a fleeting focus
No one wants to notice, go and play the music louder
Pour another shot all my friends are alcoholics
Smoking up the pot to release knowledge from the subconscious
Children pop pills, chase thrills, with a fleeting focus
No one wants to notice, go and play the music louder
Dwell upon the days before Blockbuster went under
Biking with my friends, pimples and pure wonder
Nintendo in my backpack, imagination conquered
Girls were still gross and the concrete had chalk blurs
We glorified drama just to overdose
Then syringes caused more death per year than a collision course
Can't recall a time when info wasn't a game of telephone
Strangling empathy and sympathy in a web of subjective message boards
Now army recruiters pursue us out of grade school
Cigarettes smoldered out, so every high schooler vapes Juul
Nazi Klan fraternities, Barack swapped with cartoons
Kaepernick took a knee then a check with some burned shoes
Haven't seen my peers in a few since the doom grew
Needed vacation, tripped off mushrooms
Back on the tracks after scratching on some loose leaf
Writing about love somehow always sets the truth free
Pour another shot all my friends are alcoholics
Smoking up the pot to release knowledge from the subconscious
Children pop pills, chase thrills, with a fleeting focus
No one wants to notice, go and play the music louder
Pour another shot all my friends are alcoholics
Smoking up the pot to release knowledge from the subconscious
Children pop pills, chase thrills, with a fleeting focus
No one wants to notice, go and play the music louder
Wicked picks apart the meek
'Til a freak picks out an AR
Tragedy sets the scene
Titled, "imminent slaughter"
Give its another week
As screams suppress to whispers
By the summer it repeats
And every week until the winter
Where it stems from no one seems to know
Where it stems from no one seems to know
Where it stems from no one seems to know
(No one seems to know)
(No one seems to know)