Though you might think you're cute
It's not so giggly when you prance around acting like you're a somebody
Growing up in this good for nothing town

Saying "I'm gonna make I'll get out"

Well good luck when all you'll ever be

Is just a dreamer stop convincing me
Otherwise with actions you hold with dignity
Like dropping out of college cause it's quote unquote

Getting the best of me

Free from the life that will be our demise

Like searching around for some real occupation cause you say well
"I've got connections man"
I'll search long I'll search long and hard for you

But you'll just be at home
Face -First in a bowl and I'll say
"Well where did he go?"


Working back-room at Staples just for the extra money
Cause you already live off your parents and your friends weed

Living each day by some new decree
"Well if I just wait around things will surely come to me!"


Might as well just throw away your dreams and aspirations
Cause truth be told they wont just fall in your lap
Now I'm not saying I want you out of my life

But I'll go grab your coat and hat

Free from the life that will be our demise

Like searching around for some real occupation cause you say well
"I've got connections man"
I'll search long I'll search long and hard for you

But you'll just be at home
Face -First in a bowl and I'll say
"Well where did he go?"


I've been tryna think of ways to say this without spraying it
But I can't cause I'm up in your face

Talking to you
Searching around for answers and clues
Of why you have nothing to do


Free from the life that will be our demise
Like searching around for some real occupation cause you say well

"I've got connections man"
I'll search long I'll search long and hard for you
But you'll just be at home

Face -First in a bowl and I'll say
"Well where did he go?"


Let the shotgun shells of your parents graduating class light up your eyes

(Free from the life that will be our demise

Like searching around for some real occupation cause you say well
"I've got connections man"
I'll search long I'll search long and hard for you

But you'll just be at home
Face -First in a bowl and I'll say
"Well where did he go?")


Now don't call me cute
And don't call me giggly

Cause I'm getting the f**k outta here you'll all see
I'm actually running around chasing my dreams
You won't say "Where did he go?" about me