When I was young, everything seemed so simple
Burn or be burned by the pressure
Drop a round and swing high into heaven
Sneak out, become this neighbourhood villain
Some kind of thug
Or something I’m missing
Getting buzzed
Chronic generation
Am I grown? I guess I’m way over twenty
No respect for the things that cost money
Some kind of thug
Or something I’m missing
Getting buzzed
This chronic generation
Yeah, you’ve got me next to you
This gun is loaded
I’m still afraid to go home
Still think it’s getting us stoned
Still afraid to go home
Such fun
Ooh, such fun
Ooh-ah
I’m still afraid to go home
Still think it’s getting us stoned
I’m still afraid to come home
Such fun
Ooh, such fun
Ooh
Ooh, such fun
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