The Wonder Years and Fireworks are putting me in such a good mood lately.
I'm afraid that we're wasting away
'cause we're all sleeping in circles
or talking shit in diners
and I've been better, but I'm feeling okay
I'm not even sad anymore
I'm just so tired most nights
And I've been drowning my sorrows
In Lucky Charms and Soy Milk
These are the things that keep me sane
Getting pretzels at midnight behind my house
at the price you, can't complain
We set of fireworks
Piss off the whole neighborhood
They keep me up having sex anyway,
seems much worse.
We'll set off a few more
Maybe I'll blow off a piece of this city I hate.
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