Theres something that i miss about being a little kid
when cartoons were the shit, and everything was bliss
when the days felt so long
but it felt so right, it could never be wrong
its a feeling i cant fight, how could i hide this
miss being excited, the passion ignited
in me, see, feeling free and alive
where i only had to be afraid of them bee hives
now the pressure, fuck, just to measure up
to the rest of ya, gives me no pleasure ugh
what am i supposed to do? music my escape
i wanna fly away, and get high today
cuz im getting hit quick by this tidal wave
look at my face, […]