FIDLAR - West Coast (live on Conan) | Текст песни

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• West Coast (live on Conan)

Ahhhhhhhhh

Checked out, waiting for the weekend
Coked up, it's all right I'm leaving
But I don't ever want to go
Skip school, already failing
Told mom and dad that I'm bailing
Now we're driving up the coast

Ahhhhhhhhh

Cracked out, sleepless in Seattle
Got drunk and barfed on my shadow
I don't ever wanna go
Got high, ended up in Portland
But you can't buy liquor in Oregon
So we'll just talk and bum some smokes

Woke up, caught me with a smile
Passed out on your bathroom tile
Man, I think that this is home
So sad, I should've told her something
Call her up and talk about nothing
But I forgot I lost my phone

Ahhhhhhhhh

And all my friends they just stay the same,
I'm growing up, but nothing's changing.
I'm so sick of this stupid place.
It's so, suburban and so boring.
I should try and get a life, but I don't want that 9 to 5.
I'd rather die, keep getting high, so pack my things and say goodbye.

Ahhhhhhhhhh

Checked out and waiting for the weekend x4