She once said "you may as well leave because you're better off dead"
I suppose nothing was meant in all those words she spoke
Now my brothers friend is talking shit again
Maybe it's time we go home
And if Huggy stays we'll go our separate ways
Maybe it's time we go home
We could laugh at the features
Laugh at the people surrounding us
Crowding us
They dream that they could be apart of this
But what they don't know is where your gardens will grow
What they don't know is where your gardens will grow
This is not me, this is not us, this isn't everything we've dreamed of
This is not me, this is not us, this isn't everything we've dreamed of
This is not me, this is not us, this isn't everything we've dreamed of
This is not me, this is not us, this isn't everything we've dreamed of
You may as well leave because you're better off dead
You may as well leave because you're better off dead
You may as well leave because you're better off dead