don’t trust those peoplewho know you will say “enough!”and wait for that day…
let’s get stoned tonightbut what will we tell our kidswhen we get back homethat we’re trying to escapelife…
you may laugh at me’cause I’m headed somewhere elsebut my path is clear
when life touches youis like fire on naked skinyou can’t back away
dude, our love can’t hurtyou’re only hurting yourselfby judging our movessince when are rainbows bad…
sticky skin, warm windsummer breezes are long goneautumn will soon return
so, how many friendsdoes it really take to feelhappy, supported?