Songtext von Weed

Weed Fifteen smoking in the dugout Felt kinda cool to be a burnout, man We were running from something Tryna make something out of (nothing) Dream If only I could get out Radiohead let my head out, man Where would I be at twenty something? So far amounting to (nothing) Something's got a hold on me Go, go, go I gotta let go, go, go Something's got a hold on me I gotta let go, go, go I gotta let go, go, go Weed Danny said take another hit of it Already too high not admitting it Mean, fucked up jokes, just ignorant I didn't know myself trying to figure it out Peep seemed cool to me Now I'm smoking just to go to sleep Deep insecurities The girl I like won't talk to me Something's got a hold on me Go, go, go I gotta let go, go, go Something's got a hold on me I gotta let go, go, go I gotta let go, go, go (Cool kids) I can be my own worst enemy Trying to find something that's meant to be (Cool kids) that time can live a memory This song means more than a melody (Cool kids) fast times control my destiny When a mango grows from a lemon tree (Cool kids) I can be my own worst enemy Trying to find something that's meant to be (Cool kids)