our story.

we never thought we'd end up stoned
when we were five, we swore we'd stay our own
i changed my look & switched my top
at the time, i didn't call it growing up
thought things were bad and that we knew the best
now i see why i failed the test

my shoe size changed and cool turned lame
and i hope i'll stay the same
i've got it all
..i made that up
sailing around in a black teacup

ive broken glass and gotten cut
im not old enough to know not to start
everything has ups and downs
getting older has been but smiles and frowns
red and green makes it hard to see
past the smoke and blurry dream

eat this cake chilled and darken your pill
shoot a shotgun, consider me ill
the clock, it falls, the gun, it calls
i grew up screwed, i wouldnt change at all.