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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 ya 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 it a 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