I’m a slave to this typical college lifestyle
Wake up each weekend awaiting my trial
Who am I what happened to that pretty innocent girl
So full of life, so friendly
With hair with a curl
The second that bottled touched her lips
Started a marathon of morality trips
That kiss of death once foreign and strange
Is the ******* father of all of this change
Im angry but lazy a toxic combination
And I’m friendly and familiar with this typical situation
I need help, guidance, a hand to pull me out
I’m drowning, I’m losing the worlds longest bout