They don't know, they don't know, they don't know, they don't know about us They don't know, they don't know, they don't know about what we do That it's true Thinking of all this but I'm good, if I've got you The wind on my pony, top-down, alright So

Yeah, they say when we grow up You'll understand when you're older Guess I'm still a kid, I don't know it Say goodbye to the old me I know I could die any moment If I do just remember this If I'll ever let go of this We ain't friends anymore, you don't

I don't think I can ever brave this storm I know what you're hiding from The waves keep crashing over They pummel me, over and over Should we go quietly? Accept that all is lost? Have you beheld how our ending befell? We are the catalyst; engineered hell

3 cool chicks 3 cool cats Parked on the corner in a beat up car Devourin' up a liquor candy bar Talkin' all about how sharp they are These 3 cool cats Walkin' down the street just swingin' their hips Spinnin' up a bag of potato chips And 3 cool cats did

Jumping up and down the floor My head is an animal And once there was an animal It had a son that mowed the lawn The son was an OK guy They had a pet dragonfly The dragonfly it ran away But it came back with a story to say Her dirty paws and furry coat

(It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter) And you, it doesn't matter what you do It doesn't matter And hey, it doesn't matter what you say 'Cause you are invisible to the world Whatever happened to dreams of old Where do you start When there's nowhere to go

Oh oh oh lovin' lovin' what you do I could do this all day Long as you by my side We don't care what they say Everything will be alright Always up never down Every time you around Whenever you say my name Oh I love the way it sound

Candy Apple Faygo paint Mercedes Sippin' codeine, I forgot my plans I'ma pour up, sip that Houston, Texas with some soda Flex on all my exes like, "hey ladies, hey ladies" Hey girl, what's up, I'ma pour this drink up with some soda Flex on all my exes

I know all about the honor of god, I've got bases to cover Melody walks through the door And memory flies out the window And nobody knows what they want 'til they finally let it all go Six o'clock on a Christmas morning, And for what?

Baby I will take you far away Don’t you know these are our golden days Baby all the other boys they don’t see what I see Now won’t you say you see it in me Tamarinds and skinny jeans Oh won’t you be my summer love Take you walking through the garden And