Cold Mornings

Cold mornings got my hands
In my pockets every chance
Take a walk up to my class
Dodging topics bout the dance
Cause I couldn't find a date
And I'm too afraid to ask
All the chances that I take
Always bite me in the ass
And I think it's cause I'm different
I don't really seem to fit in
I don't pop on no prescription
Cause I've really seen addiction
And I never go to parties
Overthinking my decisions
Like the words that Imma say
Even though they never listen
I remember
Cold Decembers
Walking down the hall past people I will not remember
Cause it's almost graduation and I'm moving on for better
And I won't get validation from a stupid fucking letter
So
See you later
See you never
You won't see me at the mall
Or see me in a lecture
Cause I got a dollar and a dream
Some homies on the team
And we gonna grind together til we colder than the weather



Credits
Writer(s): Bayley Doyle
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