It's All Downhill from Here

Wonder if I met myself would I hate me
I've been dreaming of being on the same page
Stuck in a cold war, what do they think
I've been trying to find myself as of lately

Never trouble making friends
Only had trouble keeping them
They say that the end is near
It's all downhill from here, and they go

La, la la
La, la la
Ah we go la, la la
I wanna be a good friend
I wanna be a good son
I wanna be a good person
Be a real good person

There's a story, of privileged white kids
And I've been living, right beside them
And they took things, misused their influence
Then they lied about it, and they lost friends

Then they turned on each other, they began to feast
I am those children, I am that beast
And they go, they go

La, la la
La, la la
Ah we go la, la la
I wanna be a good friend
I wanna be a good son
I wanna be a good person
Be a real good person

These kids live outside themselves
These kids trying to numb themselves
All they do is play video games
Do what they want like in GTA

This kid really needs some help
What the fuck is up with his mental health
Poor guy tried to kill himself
Mother fucker he should burn in Hell

He's not crazy, he's not insane
We're all pawns just a part of his game
But I forgive you, and I love you, I hope you're okay

La, la la
La, la la
Ah we go la, la la
I wanna be a good friend
I wanna be a good son
I wanna be a good person
Be a real good person



Credits
Writer(s): Noah Krier
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