Story of My Bros

My friends and I have parted ways

You know I love to make mistakes

I'm a disaster no one's laughing

Goodbye

The memories will fade away

Tomorrow will be yesterday

The worst is yet to come

At least I'll get there all alone

No one around to judge

Judge what I've become

I'm smoking weed out of a pussy filled with money, I like this

Don't act like you know me

I'm smoking weed out of a pussy filled with money, I like this

It's under control

I've got nobody left to blame

No hopeful trust for me to break

And I am faster, no one's laughing

Goodbye

The memories will fade away

Tomorrow will be yesterday

The worst is yet to come

At least I'll get there all alone

No one around to judge

Judge what I've become

I'm smoking weed out of a pussy filled with money, I like this

Don't act like you know me

I'm smoking weed out of a pussy filled with money, I like this

It's under control

Be my bruiser

Trust me I'm a loser

You're a classy lady, how'd you get so bad?

I'm unruly

Tie me up and school me

You've got privilege baby, how'd you get so sad?

And you can love me, hate me

Just don't try to save me

Call my name and drag it through the mud

Love me, hate me

Go on try to break me

Go on try to break me

I see the glass half poured

And then I'll be inside the pitcher

I wanna wet the bed

Cause it reminds me I'm a swimmer

And when I feel like Greg

Then I'll remind me that I'm Jon (Hi Jon!)

I wanna make a mess

And then shit on every song

I'm smoking weed out of a pussy filled with money, I like this

Don't act like you know me

I'm smoking weed out of a pussy filled with money, I like this

It's under control

We're at the end of the mission, no need for decisions, I jump off a cliff, I like this

I fall in a ditch, I like this