Late to the party
Every single time
I had my head in a hoody
And a purse full of wine
No one’s gonna guess
I’d never know if they did
I was running running gone
Every day I hid
I was determined to have fun
To avoid discipline and strife
I was determined to make up for
The lonely parts of life
Every day was an excessive celebration
Every living in a mental vacation
Every checked out
Every day in denial
The only reason I changed
Was becuz
It got really boring after a while
