High Life - Donovan Wolfington

All I wanted was a post card

With your name in the left corner

At the bottom it’d say I love you

And the days are getting shorter

But I guess I wasn’t even worth that

Being boiled at the burner in the back

But it really doesn’t bother me

Cause the high life tastes like flat iced tea

I’ll get what I justly deserve

You’ll get the words you’ve never heard

You’ll keep thinking about my problems

I won’t ever try to solve them

Please don’t tell me to stop yelling

«I hope that you change»

Because I know you never will

FRIENDS

Search for what you’ve lost again

sell at any cost

give my best to tem

tell her that i’m going west

i’m gonna be

i’m gonna be lost

well I hope you find her

lying in a big green field

taking in the sun

dreaming of everyone

give your heart to him

so he can put it on the shelf

sometimes he loves you

sometimes he just forgets again

he just spends his time looking at pretty girls on the internet