Highschool
They'll tell you these are the best days of your life
Do you mean to say it only gets worse from here
Waste away our days at a nine to five
Pastel house, small town, that's my worst fear
Just a couple dumb kids, getting high at night
Are we friends for life, or memories in passing years
Talk about our plans around a fire
How many of you won't I see or hear
Windows down on summer days
Don't wanna go out separate ways
Hate this town but wanna stay
I want more than memories
Rolling purple 'til we fall asleep
Making fires on the beach
Looking out over the sea
We don't check our phone
We don't wanna know when it's time to leave
We could make more memories
But there's no replacing these
They'll tell you these are the best days of your life
Do you mean to say it only gets worse from here
Waste away our days at a nine to five
Pastel house, small town, that's my worst fear
Just a couple dumb kids, getting high at night
Are we friends for life, or memories in passing years
Talk about our plans around a fire
How many of you won't I see or hear
What if this is the best we'll ever have
Does it truly matter the life that we have planned
We gon make it out together
Imma make it with my brothers
Imma make it with my lover
Imma make it for my mother
Imma make it for my brothers
Yeah, yeah yeah
Do you mean to say it only gets worse from here
Waste away our days at a nine to five
Pastel house, small town, that's my worst fear
Just a couple dumb kids, getting high at night
Are we friends for life, or memories in passing years
Talk about our plans around a fire
How many of you won't I see or hear
Windows down on summer days
Don't wanna go out separate ways
Hate this town but wanna stay
I want more than memories
Rolling purple 'til we fall asleep
Making fires on the beach
Looking out over the sea
We don't check our phone
We don't wanna know when it's time to leave
We could make more memories
But there's no replacing these
They'll tell you these are the best days of your life
Do you mean to say it only gets worse from here
Waste away our days at a nine to five
Pastel house, small town, that's my worst fear
Just a couple dumb kids, getting high at night
Are we friends for life, or memories in passing years
Talk about our plans around a fire
How many of you won't I see or hear
What if this is the best we'll ever have
Does it truly matter the life that we have planned
We gon make it out together
Imma make it with my brothers
Imma make it with my lover
Imma make it for my mother
Imma make it for my brothers
Yeah, yeah yeah
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Writer(s): Connor Forman
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