fun all the time

take a shot of happiness
and swim it through your veins
it’s just ficticious as it’s vicious
like speeding down the lane
backwards highway 35
a dreamer’s dream of how to drive
if your little heart can’t beat
how do we tell that you’re alive?
mother, father, grandma says:
“school is one and fun is two”
but who am i and who are you
to tell me what to fucking do?
dress in this and dress in that
be my best friend, be my fool
& someday you’ll be cool.

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