She won't smoke
Unless she drinks, apparently
Exception made
She's too afraid of what others think, yeah
Wouldn't really be seventeen if they'd had something to eat
And the green
Ain't like the 80's
Won't remember the night
Forget the rules
They just want some space from the truth
The blood is on you
And what can she do?
Conscious of the absurd
But she doesn't know
Her exhausted soul unheard
Feeling wont let go, no, no
She won't disrupt or let friends know
If she's feeling uncomfortable
Anxiety slows her
Cursed her
Hurt her
It's that point in the night now
Flip a coin and they drive now
Little too late to be awake
But they ran out of k at their place
At this age
Can't use safe
Wired, drive down the wrong lane
Explain that in Houston
This isn't abusing
Dissonant minds misusing
But nothing can disturb that high
Not even the pigs cruising on their side
Put on their best caucasian disguise
Death's thirst around the curve
Wave and say goodbye
They'll hit traffic in reverse
Where glass impales white shirts
If only habits had been curbed
Or maybe all the same they'd lie here on this dirt
To numb the hurt or wait to die with worth
Which one's worse?