Lyrics:
trying
I know that I can finish through cause I'm resilient
She say i'm intelligent, bitch I'm brilliance
I just did my first semester, running up
the plug, I done got high off my own bud
Them sixty hour weeks wasn't sitting well
Fifteen credit hours of hope, with sixty hours of hell
Or maybe jail with
Happy Hour, you will get
Happy Hour, don't forget
Happy Hour, you will get
Happy Hour, don't forget
Hey what's your name girl
Can I have this dance
I'm fresh up off the flight, headed towards a life boat
Hope their word has good credit like a FICO
Only time will tell but I been feelin' like it's
You said goodbye an hour ago
But you're still here
Calling me names
If I felt handsome
I know what I would do
But you're still here
Countering
Puente and Chino Valley
City to city I was in a new school every year
Sometimes only for a semester but I never had any fear
I was easy to get along with
trying to be mean
But I bought them brand new clothes and burned the skinny jeans
She'll never know that I made him better for her
So, give some credit
about to branch out
Soon I'll be the king like Prince Charles child
Yeah, yeah, and there ain't nobody fresher
Semester to semester, ravin' with
about to branch out
Soon I'll be the king like Prince Charles child
Yeah, yeah, and there ain't nobody fresher
Semester to semester, ravin' with
to branch out
Soon I'll be the king like Prince Charles child
Yeah, yeah and there ain't nobody fresher
Semester to semester, ravin' with the freshers
the heat
They went tearing from the final scene
Burning rubber, spilling gasoline
As the credit's rolled away
They were still chasing the man who got away
Just me on my own
And I told her stay alone yuh
Just me on my own
And I told her stay alone yuh
For hours, hours
I wish I never knew you
For hours
He doesn't even have a job
Credit Card!
That's the key. The key to life!
Mid Night Kiss
Happy Hour
Happy Hour
Happy Hour
Happy Hour
Happy Hour
Happy
taking next semester?
Man, she like "fuck the small talk"
I'm not here to discuss extra credits or my professors
No time for funny stories
It's funny how
geometry Calculus & English
Plus a foreign language, Physical Ed & Health
"You need 2 more elective credits to go, come on."
All this in preparation for
Yo
It was spring 2016, on track to graduate
Was low on credits, looking for class that I could take
A night music business class, to me that was too
The first semester away at college
Is possibly the worst time to make friends
You’ll make them
But you’ll probably get it all wrong
Throughout no
got
A plug? And she say, "Yes I do"
Ain't had it great
So pops butter with the NYU
Three semesters in, she calls her dad
She says I'm through (Dad I
I remember piano lessons
The hours in freezing rooms
Cruel ears and tiny hands
Destroying timeless tunes
She said there's too much out there
I remember piano lessons
The hours in freezing rooms
Cruel ears and tiny hands
Destroying timeless tunes
She said there's too much out there
be in the lab like dexter
And your as fake as polyester
Through it all I stuck with school
Bout to start my last semester
So, can't tell me what it is
Soaked in sweat, in the summer
Waiting and shaking for months in the comfort of home
Not so far away at all, Just down 75 but the half hour drive
And sure don't care about tomorrow
Empty bottles, to end the sorrow
Wait
What the fuck am I talking about though?
Got high on my semester's grades
Fuck this
me feel better
It didn't work now we're getting back together
I wish I could hibernate like a bear
Reliving last semester's nightmare
'Cause I need
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