HighSchool

Remember walking round the hall in HighSchool
Someone always tryna fight you but it was cool
Always coming in late to homeroom
Doing drugs it's predictable
I'm not original

Dating girls for fun not looking for nothing
All the jocks on the side saying that they'll be someone
Doing wrong not being taken for nothing
I put my headphones in and my music was bumping
Fucked up classes like there was no end
Girls geeked over tweets, they wanna follow trends
Leaving class just to go and watch the marching band
Never leave behind all those times we had

Remember walking round the hall in HighSchool
Someone always tryna fight you but it was cool
Always coming in late to homeroom
Doing drugs it's predictable
I'm not original

What's a dress code rules are broke
Its me and my crew
Passed out, hoodie strapped
And they never knew
Got an essay I can't write
Held it off there's no more time
Praying I don't fall behind
Thinking that I'll be alright
Off the pills and off the booze
Sober up in my homeroom
That girl tore me up inside
I was just there feeling gloom
Promised she would leave me life
Let her back in every time
I wasn't doing it right
But she was always on my mind

Remember walking round the hall in HighSchool
Someone always tryna fight you but it was cool
Always coming in late to homeroom
Doing drugs it's predictable
I'm not original

In the lunchroom I was chilling with bad kids
Never cared what we'd do never planned it
Everyone here had bad habits
Bumping music loud, broken, smoking cigarettes
On and on with the weight on your shoulders
All my brothers we could never stay sober
Now I'm gone kinda glad that it's over
And for that girl, well now I don't know her

Remember walking round the hall in HighSchool
Someone always tryna fight you but it was cool
Always coming in late to homeroom
Doing drugs it's predictable
I'm not original



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Writer(s): Brody Enersen
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