Pressure on 87th Lyrics

Summer time walking down eighty seventh

Thinking of the sludge back when I was with Megan

Shae showed up calm walking over with Taylor

Took the crosstown buss see you later Alligator

Skin boots got me Thinking of my uncle in Florida

I should call my mother brothers dying of boredom

Learned a lot from my dad about passive aggression

Still a lot to learn about drugs and depression

You you

You were for the Better

The better

I well I

I can tell your head hurts

The pressure the pressure

You were hanging down in the circus part of town showed up

When everything shut down here were go again

Oh then you cut your own hair

You little Punk rocker

So Meet Me In The Bathroom Someday

Meet me at Mercury

I'll take you to the greenroom

Just like it used to be

Then after the show

Oh after my show

We'll all get stoned

You you

You were for the Better

The better

I well I

I can tell your head hurts

The pressure the pressure oh

Pack your bags and leave this torture

I don't wanna get much older

Adderall and empty stomachs

I don't want this do you want this

Pack your bags and leave forever

You think we should stay in touch

I think you should drink more water

You think I should just shut up

Pack your bags and leave this torture

I don't wanna live much longer

Adderall and empty stomachs

I don't want this do you want this

Pack your bags and leave forever

You think we should stay in touch

I think you should drink more water

You think I should just shut up

Ohhh Pack your bags and leave this torture

I don't wanna get much older

Adderall and empty stomachs

I don't want this do you want this

Pack your bags and leave forever

I think we should stay in touch

You think I should drink more water

I think you should just shut up

Talking with my sister thinking should I address it

But who am I to say what's luck or a blessing

Feel like I'm rolled in a rug do I need medical help

I came home to some evangelicals

Speaking of drugs speaking of heaven

I'm drinking again on eighty seventh

You can't afford those plants in your kitchen

Who am I to say I'm still paying for my decisions