Lyrics REBORN - THE ROACHEZ

Coulda run a stack off a milly, but I'm jus runnin' track
Got guitar playin' and strummin' I gotta double back
Packin' off a journey don't need no uncrustables
Gotta find a new path lookin for my mission soul
Backwards forward talkin' Yoda call me call me call me up
Call me callin' shots who coming up, oh, it obvious
Grounds a new horizon for young folk who's poppin' shit
Thank god for the bitches who don't swear they chastity
Fuck they own accord and pretend it a freak accident
Poppin' B pill to cause an OD tragedy
Oh my ego refill when they hit me tragically
Hit me up put me down
3 amigos makin' a brand new sound
Fixin' new listenin'
Not first to go and do it
Bet I'm on your mind when you in your bed man you stupid

Guess it all started when I got the guitar
It was fifth grade back when I collected cards
It was back before a wrote a bar
Listenin' to 101.3 back of the car
David Bowie, David Blane, my idols at heart
Wonder how he impaled his arm, leaving no scar
Every night playin space oddity till my fingers were hard

My lifelong goals have been the same since every year
So what am I gonna do next when nobody wants to hear it
Don't wanna wear the gas mask I'm confident in myself
Most people my age can't think for themselves
The facade of a character gives them much needed help
The 4 year degree might not even give you the wealth
I watch your hopes and dreams melt till they smelt
And you sound like a dog when you yelp
Put your happiness on a shelf (wait)
Precious metals, and the jewels, and the clothes, and the cars
And the bars, and the trips from a far
And the girls that you fucked cuz a marriage is too tough
And scars and the dates in the park after dark
Hold up
None of this stuff is gonna help you in the future
The party life has lead you to be an abuser
Not as fire as you were, just admit it you're a loser
Now you have to face court with accusers
Damn
Sorry to the ones I led on
I know you didn't hear it but I think that you're dead wrong
Know you got a lot of people into you with interest
That's why you had to put our situation to bed rest
We're not good together
Our whole thing was toxic
No originality, ideas were in boxes
Slam the door to your room
Close it lock it
Pretend you hate it
Live your life without patients

Huge thank you to our performers tonight and thanks for coming out!