Glory Daze

Gotta lose to play the game We don't want a "claim to fame" Cashing checks and taking names Private jets and airplanes, yeah Broke my heart open just to see It written like a tattoo sleeve Always right in front of me Late for school at 17, so Praise to our sweet delusion Blessed be our sweet confusion Time is on our side And you're my ride or die We're the new kids on the block, so If they can listen to what I got, tho Who made the rules anyways These are our glory daze Glory, glory These are our glory daze Glory, glory Found a way to fill the void Shut it down and make some noise I been singing sweet rejoice Flying high with the asteroids, so Won't you draw me an illustration Then you can paint on me like a painting Think you could get out all your frustrations Cause you know I be the inspiration Praise to our sweet delusion Blessed be our sweet confusion Time is on our side And you're my ride or die We're the new kids on the block, so If they can listen to what I got, tho Who made the rules anyways These are our glory daze Glory, glory These are our glory daze Glory, glory These are our glory daze Glory, glory These are our glory daze Glory, glory A polaroid past Just another paper bag A polaroid past Just another paper bag Praise to our sweet delusion Blessed be our sweet confusion Time is on our side And you're my ride or die We're the new kids on the block, so If they can listen to what I got, tho Who made the rules anyways These are our glory daze Glory, glory These are our glory daze Glory, glory These are our glory daze Glory, glory These are our glory daze Glory, glory