[Chorus]
My best friend makes bombs,
Biochemical arms,
He dreamed of being a doctor,
He never meant no harm,
But now, my best friend makes bombs
[Verse]
It started back when we were only kids,
Played puck on Barney's Pond,
Didn't give a fuck what else was going on.
Since then we lost that innocence,
But I guess in a sense,
Maybe we never had it all along.
And pressure filled those fucked up college years,
Every waking minute's one step,
Closer to our greatest fears.
Degree in hand, with a pile of debt,
It's time to find a fucking job,
And sell that soul if you haven't sold it yet.
What started out, with G.I. Joe's,
Turned into double dates,
And roadtrips through most every state.
Two fifth's of Jack and some cheap cigars,
Beneath Rhode Island stars,
We couldn't help but speculate.
What lies ahead, and why thing's gotta change,
I guess no one says they have to,
But I can't help feelin' strange.
One compromise will lead to more,
'Cuz satisfaction's guaranteed,
To those who give up what they're looking for.
OC45 is a D.I.Y. punk band from Boston, MA. New full-length, "Happy Accidents" out 1/27/17. Check out www.OC45sucks.com for news, tour dates, and more.
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fell into Days n' Daze when I was travelling, thanks to some of my road dogs. I don't have that freedom anymore but I feel a piece of it Everytime I listen to their music. love y'all! thefool309
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