I was high when the call came.
Beer and pills
and too much green.
I was wasted when the call came.
The cheer struck up like a match caught flame
went up like a firework
from all these boys I barely knew
and they lit a J to celebrate.
Ninety-seventh percentile.
I could have just
drunk
my way into medical college.
Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 10:19 PM UTC
I was high when the call came.
Beer and pills
and too much green.
I was wasted when the call came.
The cheer struck up like a match caught flame
went up like a firework
from all these boys I barely knew
and they lit a J to celebrate.
Ninety-seventh percentile.
I could have just
drunk
my way into medical college.
