Bryce Vine - Sour Patch Kids lyrics
[Bryce Vine - Sour Patch Kids lyrics]
When I was growing up, I had a lot of dreams
My momma told me "Son you could be anything"
Long as you spread your wings
I know one day you’ll be great just wait
Soon you’ll aim up at the sky
And I’ll watch you float away
But, now that I am older
I’ll admit that I am over
All the stress and shit
That comes from holding life
Up on your shoulders
It’s a chore, I’m sick of being bored
I’m sick of always stressin over
Shit I could ignore i guess it’s just my own
Immaturity, burnin’ through me internally
Take imagination and making it a reality
So, pause yo, fuck it, I’ll be right back
Pay a visit to the past
Tell them all to kiss my ass for a second
I don’t wanna worry bout nothin for a while
I just wanna play around livin’ like a child
With old tunes jammin on my Walkman
And some Sour Patch Kids and a Coke can
I don’t wanna think about anything at all
I just wanna run around doin what I want
With a pretty ass girl and a slow jam
And some Sour Patch Kids and a Coke can
I just wanna go back to the old school, old
News, road rules, fresh prince
Cartoons, good raps, dope tracks
I’m not tryin to be on it
I’m just tryin’ to be honest
Packed lunch, school crush
Bus home and play Sonic
I have been there, I have done that
Made my mark up on the town
Been stupid, I’ve been lucid
Been a menace and a clown
Wow, I’m chillin watchin’ Rocko’s modern
Livin’ wishin I could
Find a way to bring back Music Television
No more Jersey Shore’n whorin’
Or horribly borin’
Versions of shows from Great Britain
They’re written with no vision
Damn, so fuck it I’ll be right back
Pay my tribute to the past
You can all just kiss my ass for a second
I don’t wanna worry bout nothin for a while
I just wanna play around livin’ like a child
With old tunes jammin on my Walkman
And some Sour Patch Kids and a Coke can
I don’t wanna think about anything at all
I just wanna run around doin what I want
With a pretty ass girl and a slow jam
And some Sour Patch Kids and a Coke can
I don’t wanna worry bout nothin for a
While, I just wanna play around
Like a child
With old tunes jammin on my Walkman
Sour Patch Kids and a Coke can
I don’t wanna worry bout nothin for a while
I just wanna play around livin’ like a child
With old tunes jammin on my Walkman
And some Sour Patch Kids and a Coke can
I don’t wanna think about anything at all
I just wanna run around doin what I want
With a pretty ass girl and a slow jam
And some Sour Patch Kids and a Coke can
My momma told me "Son you could be anything"
Long as you spread your wings
I know one day you’ll be great just wait
Soon you’ll aim up at the sky
And I’ll watch you float away
But, now that I am older
I’ll admit that I am over
All the stress and shit
That comes from holding life
Up on your shoulders
It’s a chore, I’m sick of being bored
I’m sick of always stressin over
Shit I could ignore i guess it’s just my own
Immaturity, burnin’ through me internally
Take imagination and making it a reality
So, pause yo, fuck it, I’ll be right back
Pay a visit to the past
Tell them all to kiss my ass for a second
I don’t wanna worry bout nothin for a while
I just wanna play around livin’ like a child
With old tunes jammin on my Walkman
And some Sour Patch Kids and a Coke can
I don’t wanna think about anything at all
I just wanna run around doin what I want
With a pretty ass girl and a slow jam
And some Sour Patch Kids and a Coke can
I just wanna go back to the old school, old
News, road rules, fresh prince
Cartoons, good raps, dope tracks
I’m not tryin to be on it
I’m just tryin’ to be honest
Packed lunch, school crush
Bus home and play Sonic
I have been there, I have done that
Made my mark up on the town
Been stupid, I’ve been lucid
Been a menace and a clown
Wow, I’m chillin watchin’ Rocko’s modern
Livin’ wishin I could
Find a way to bring back Music Television
No more Jersey Shore’n whorin’
Or horribly borin’
Versions of shows from Great Britain
They’re written with no vision
Damn, so fuck it I’ll be right back
Pay my tribute to the past
You can all just kiss my ass for a second
I don’t wanna worry bout nothin for a while
I just wanna play around livin’ like a child
With old tunes jammin on my Walkman
And some Sour Patch Kids and a Coke can
I don’t wanna think about anything at all
I just wanna run around doin what I want
With a pretty ass girl and a slow jam
And some Sour Patch Kids and a Coke can
I don’t wanna worry bout nothin for a
While, I just wanna play around
Like a child
With old tunes jammin on my Walkman
Sour Patch Kids and a Coke can
I don’t wanna worry bout nothin for a while
I just wanna play around livin’ like a child
With old tunes jammin on my Walkman
And some Sour Patch Kids and a Coke can
I don’t wanna think about anything at all
I just wanna run around doin what I want
With a pretty ass girl and a slow jam
And some Sour Patch Kids and a Coke can