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Not So Peachy
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Let me tell you about this town were everything seems peachy on the outside.
Yah right, deaths on the insight n nothings peachy on the inside.
Let me tell you about this town were everything seems peachy on the outside.
Yah right, deaths on the insight n nothings peachy on the inside.
If you’re a tourist and drove through,
You’d have a peachy view…..
But it’s not true if you look a little deeper,
Suicidal fathers – a bunch of grim reapers,
Cell phones, beepers and also wife beaters.
Just a bunch of life stealers with good jobs,
Foods on the table, but you can still hear cries n sobs.
Still a bunch of proud dogs that can’t control there kids,
Police on patrol but they don’t break up shit.
Countless loses to overdoses,
And trust me none of those were sober loses.
The good die young with drunk drivers,
And of course were left with the punk survivors.
You can’t see past the lifestyle of cars an mansions,
A town that looks like the Hamptons, but dirty like the hamper.
Let me tell you about this town were everything seems peachy on the outside.
Yah right, deaths on the insight n nothings peachy on the inside.
Let me tell you about this town were everything seems peachy on the outside.
Yah right, deaths on the insight n nothings peachy on the inside.
Kids go to school, to take xanex an roxys,
Before the panic, the kids graduated to oxys.
N the teachers start to wonder were the parents went,
Before you know it half my class is laid up on heroin.
WTF is wrong with this fiasco cocaine played its part also,
Ripped hearts apart slow because of your parent’s dough.
Couldn’t someone have stepped in an put an end?
Buck the trend of heroin and apprehend my friends?
Back then it all seemed all to crazy, when I was spaced out,
In a daze B, someone could have stopped it but we were all too lazy.
Me? I was just in to the haze G, at times a little coca leaf,
But part of my life was all to brief, now I have to live with the grief.
Overdoses and doctors scrambling – but fuck my bitter rambling,
Might as well slit your wrists cus life if what you’re gambling!!
You can’t see past the lifestyle of cars an mansions,
A town that looks like the Hamptons, but dirty like the hamper.
Let me tell you about this town were everything seems peachy on the outside.
Yah right, deaths on the insight n nothings peachy on the inside.
Let me tell you about this town were everything seems peachy on the outside.
Yah right, deaths on the insight n nothings peachy on the inside.
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