CB - White Board lyrics

Waking in the morning feel like
Sorta nauseous, chaotic like
I just want to pull the sheets over my head
Parents frustrated when they wake up
Always finding a time to make up and fight
Just stayed up and fight, oh man
I just want to bite, oh man
And get on a flight to my paradise
Crazy people here, oh man
Find it hard to stop and stare, oh man
When there's nothing to look at for us
(yeah)

I live in the white Board yes, yes, no, no
I live in the white Board and so do you

Every mornin' counting trees
Wonder how they make money
No they ain't come from checks
And they ain't come from living life
So your just gonna stand here all alone?
With no friends or no phone (okay)
I see the bitter meaning for this sentence
Is it okay if I go ahead and find better
Ways to try to comprehend a sentence
And get my folks to come
And teach the endin'
I'm sorry your all alone not my fault
It's your life your living, boy

I live in the white Board yes, yes, no, no
I live in the white Board and so do you