Hot Summer Night, Part 1

I don’t have trouble drinking
I just have trouble drinking like normal adults do
If I still drank then I would drink like the summer that I graduated highschool
Vodka in my basement, 8 people passed out in my bed
The night when Kourtney fell out of the treehouse and we all thought she was dead

We’re all going to hell for all the jokes that haven’t aged well and if we ever lose ourselves try retracing our steps, where haven’t we looked yet ?

And we’ve all moved on now
And we all live our separate lives
But I became who I am by shedding my skin on those hot summer nights
I don’t miss the good old days
I don’t miss any certain time or place
I just miss the headspace of not having to care about anything at all

Cause we were 17 and we thought that we knew everything
And now I’m 27 I feel like I know nothing
I guess that’s part of growing
I guess that’s part of growing
I guess that’s part of growing

I don’t have trouble sleeping
I just have trouble sleeping when I’m supposed to
I sleep in late cause I stay up late watching videos of my friends playing music on youtube
Cause I miss them when I’m at home
And I miss being on the road
And when I close my eyes it’s 6am and we’re dancing in my bedroom singing

We’re all going to hell, our hopelessness just hasn’t aged well and
If we ever lose ourselves try retracing our steps, where haven’t we looked yet?

And I can’t wait to get to hell, it’s gonna be one big giant party
A summer night in Staten Island, naked and dancing, just don’t start without me