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Good kids
Where are we going
We were all good kids
But life gets in the way
The difference between who we use to be
sometimes seems like night and day
I use to wonder why grown ups seemed so messed up
But it's because no matter who you are life gets tough
If your poor your always struggling
Looking to give u and your family
the best
But fortunately every little hint of luck lookes like u got blessed
U see the small miracles
Your okay with your family getting by
No need to dream of riches and convertibles
If your rich you have the family obstacles
Parents and kids wanting to hang out together?
Pleasure of each others company
Thats worth at least ten miracles
Can u put it on the card?
Cuz the kids haven't learned anything
except that money fixes everything
So when things start going bad they feel like they have nothing
Money can't buy everything
And for everything else there's always suicide
Which is worse u decide
No matter who you are life gets tough and people start to change
Societal rules are the only thing that stops us from turning deranged
Do u believe in fate
Just a fancy way of saying everything is arranged
No choice in anything just go with the flow
Don't even trip no need to stress cuz the universe or god already knows
I'm starting the feel like a calvinist
Feeling like its out of my control who god chose
And it's incapable for me to fully understand what it meant when christ rose
They asked me why I'm a Christain
Reactionary answer
I asked myself the same thing
had no answer just froze
No lying to myself
I worship with my lips but my heart is far from him
The devil and the angel are fighting on my shoulder
Drink smoke and sex my pains away?
Dang the devil might win
We were all good kids
But being good is just intentional
Isn't that what the judge knows before he sentences to correctional?
But it's not so bad cuz life is quite directional
Meaning we have chances to go the other way
Who we were in the past
Doesn't define who we are today
Good thing We were good kids
