the grass is greener on my side
its growing taller everyday
I’m getting higher and higher and higher
this what I want
still notice what you do
and now I start to miss
all the things that I used to do
used to do with you

never have that time again
adolescent teenage friends
trips all the time down the road
among ourselves we feel alone
cant go to parties
cant go to shows
elevated feelings of woe
were moving ahead
we don’t dare stop
when will that record drop?

its hard to keep your good friends
your never around to play
I hate waking up in hotel rooms
its not what I want
in the end its all worth it
but the path is surely long
justification for the means
this is what I want

never have that time again
adolescent teenage friends
trips all the time down the road
among ourselves we feel alone
cant go to parties
cant go to shows
elevated feelings of woe
were moving ahead
we don’t dare stop
when will that record drop?

squeezing the past
and walking through the grass
we’re loading up the truck
I don’t give a fuck
everything is for ourselves
shifting into drive is how we stay alive
we’re moving to the top
hoping we don't drop
this is what we do
everything is for ourselves
squeeze the past