High School Songtext
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High School Songtext
Lie awake
Reflect on old mistakes while thinking of you
Removed from truth
I had a dream last night
I dreamed things were alright between me and you
They′re not
That's cool
Boy do I miss high school
Woke up feeling like trash
Recall being an ass last night
I lost every fight
Show myself out
I′ve got to stop blacking out. That's bad as a rule
I don't feel cool
Boy do I miss high school
I never miss high school
I always miss high school
I felt so fucking cool
Why did I ever feel cool
You′re so tall and I′m not tall
So baby come down here we'll crawl
I want to know the chances that I ever fall in love again
Let me drop the act I find such comfort in
Clamp my jaws like I′m a dog
Don't want you to see my claws
I′m feeling kind of anxious when you look at me so tenderly
Holding back on every word I want to say
I am sorry that I suffer from being a bummer
I want to recover
I'm so sorry for the bad days and also the good ones
I can′t be alone
While I'm alive I'll try to get things right
Take me far from those late nights
Where I used to uncover false means of self discovery
I′ve got to lighten up
I can′t listen to the beach boys
It reminds me of my accident
We were pretty fucked up
But I loved you all up
Reflect on old mistakes while thinking of you
Removed from truth
I had a dream last night
I dreamed things were alright between me and you
They′re not
That's cool
Boy do I miss high school
Woke up feeling like trash
Recall being an ass last night
I lost every fight
Show myself out
I′ve got to stop blacking out. That's bad as a rule
I don't feel cool
Boy do I miss high school
I never miss high school
I always miss high school
I felt so fucking cool
Why did I ever feel cool
You′re so tall and I′m not tall
So baby come down here we'll crawl
I want to know the chances that I ever fall in love again
Let me drop the act I find such comfort in
Clamp my jaws like I′m a dog
Don't want you to see my claws
I′m feeling kind of anxious when you look at me so tenderly
Holding back on every word I want to say
I am sorry that I suffer from being a bummer
I want to recover
I'm so sorry for the bad days and also the good ones
I can′t be alone
While I'm alive I'll try to get things right
Take me far from those late nights
Where I used to uncover false means of self discovery
I′ve got to lighten up
I can′t listen to the beach boys
It reminds me of my accident
We were pretty fucked up
But I loved you all up
Writer(s): Fritz Ortman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
