I'm with 20 of my friends
None of us are here
Physically present
My head is nowhere near
It's been, it's been a minute, like 60 seconds, since I was in it
These bitches like
Drinks fall backwards
Someone popped a molly
Feels so good, no, don't worry 'bout me
Here we go now
Down out the lobby
Brain in the backseat, J F Kennedy
There's nothing left to say, I'm not gonna change, gonna make mistakes
Find it hard to break, never play it safe, playing get away
Sippin' 'til I fade, never hesitate, get carried away
I'm gonna make mistakes
Gonna make mistakes
Gonna make mistakes
They're ours to make
Hundred dollars later
Whiskey out my ears
What the fuck are you saying?
Let's go where I can hear
That's how, that's how I met, that's how I met her, I met your mother
That bitch was like
Drinks fall backwards
Someone popped a molly
Feels so good, no, don't worry 'bout me
Here we go now
Down out the lobby
Brain in the backseat, J F Kennedy
There's nothing left to say, I'm not gonna change, gonna make mistakes
Find it hard to break, never play it safe, playing get away
Sippin' 'til I fade, never hesitate, get carried away
I'm gonna make mistakes
Gonna make mistakes
Gonna make mistakes
They're ours to make
We're gonna make great mistakes
I heard somebody sayin' they're ours to make
We're gonna make great mistakes
I heard somebody sayin' they're ours to make
We might not make it home
I heard somebody sayin'
S'all good, you're not alone
I heard somebody sayin'
We're gonna make great mistakes
I heard somebody sayin' they're ours to make
We might not make it home
I heard somebody sayin'
S'all good, you're not alone
I heard somebody sayin'
We're gonna make great mistakes
I heard somebody sayin' they're ours to make
Writer(s): David Schmitt, Ian Kirkpatrick, Justin Tranter, Luis Bonet, Eric Armenta
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