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Shred Cruz Video (MV)




Performed By: Mom Jeans.
Language: English
Length: 2:08
Written by: Eric Butler




Mom Jeans. - Shred Cruz Lyrics
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I want to be like Drake and Rhianna
Sitting courtside at your favorite basketball games holding hands
Eating 6 dollar popcorn and yelling at some f*cking guy front of me in the stands
'Cause he's to tall, and I can't see
And I'm scared 'cause he's way bigger than me
Well you hate my hair and you hate my pants
Can't understand why I stay up late getting drunk with my friends
'Cause it makes me feel like I'm still fun
It makes me feel like you're not gone
But your room is empty now and your bed is just a couch
And I just wish that you could get my emails
I wish I could just call you up and tell you that I miss you
But I'm doing fine, are you alright?
And I know it sounds insane but you're stuck inside my brain
And all I want is to return to the safety and comfort of your bed
I like to think that I know some things about myself
But I can't help feeling like a huge douche when I'm around you
F*ck all your friends and their stupid conversations
About how it isn't fair to be us
To be young & dumb & sad & scared & tired & hungry & undervalued & overwhelmed
When all I want to do is smoke some weed and stay in bed
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I want to be like Drake and Rhianna
Sitting courtside at your favorite basketball games holding hands
Eating 6 dollar popcorn and yelling at some f*cking guy front of me in the stands
'Cause he's to tall, and I can't see
And I'm scared 'cause he's way bigger than me
Well you hate my hair and you hate my pants
Can't understand why I stay up late getting drunk with my friends
'Cause it makes me feel like I'm still fun
It makes me feel like you're not gone
But your room is empty now and your bed is just a couch
And I just wish that you could get my emails
I wish I could just call you up and tell you that I miss you
But I'm doing fine, are you alright?
And I know it sounds insane but you're stuck inside my brain
And all I want is to return to the safety and comfort of your bed
I like to think that I know some things about myself
But I can't help feeling like a huge douche when I'm around you
F*ck all your friends and their stupid conversations
About how it isn't fair to be us
To be young & dumb & sad & scared & tired & hungry & undervalued & overwhelmed
When all I want to do is smoke some weed and stay in bed
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Writer: Eric Butler
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, O/B/O DistroKid

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