Jacob Blue
Dude, if you fuck this up one more time, I swear to God
Dude, I got it, like, don't even worry about it
Alright
Jacob Blue I knew last year
Likes talking to strangers and fighting tears and
I always loved being his friend
But I was never able to contend
With the blackout drunks who smell like skunks
He's hometown hopping in their trunks
I fucking hate those brainless thugs
Who don't even know how he likes bugs
Sitting in the garden
Buzzed off his mind
Staring at Mother Robin
He's losing track of time
It didn't have to be this way
But his "so called friends", they couldn't stay
His "so called friends", they couldn't stay
Liked by all but loved by none
Except his overbearing mom
I miss those days where he'd talk to me
I'm not a big fan of entomology
Don't get me wrong, he got great help
Dropped out of school for mental health
Now he can go a whole day
Without the need for a hit or a blaze
We're sitting in the garden
Talking our minds
Cheering for Mother Robin
Losing track of time
I wish it could always be this way
But even I know that I can't stay
Even I know that I can't stay
FUCK!
OH MY FUCKING GOD!
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la la
Dude, I got it, like, don't even worry about it
Alright
Jacob Blue I knew last year
Likes talking to strangers and fighting tears and
I always loved being his friend
But I was never able to contend
With the blackout drunks who smell like skunks
He's hometown hopping in their trunks
I fucking hate those brainless thugs
Who don't even know how he likes bugs
Sitting in the garden
Buzzed off his mind
Staring at Mother Robin
He's losing track of time
It didn't have to be this way
But his "so called friends", they couldn't stay
His "so called friends", they couldn't stay
Liked by all but loved by none
Except his overbearing mom
I miss those days where he'd talk to me
I'm not a big fan of entomology
Don't get me wrong, he got great help
Dropped out of school for mental health
Now he can go a whole day
Without the need for a hit or a blaze
We're sitting in the garden
Talking our minds
Cheering for Mother Robin
Losing track of time
I wish it could always be this way
But even I know that I can't stay
Even I know that I can't stay
FUCK!
OH MY FUCKING GOD!
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la la
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Writer(s): Eli Younger
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