Summer Hit To Grind To

I'm sure there will come a time
When you know me well enough to hate me
I spent my whole summer getting high
On playgrounds with my best friends
I'll sit on the side of the road
Entirely fucked, if I want to
& I'll think to myself, this is a good night
But I know it'll end

I grab my tongue, before I can choke on it
I hold my beer, so I can hold a conversation
I sleep all day, so I can feel a little less shit
I grab my tongue, before I can choke on it

I'm sure there will come a time
When you know me well enough to hate me