Pop Trash

Well I'm just Sitting here writing Another pop trash song Left here wondering Where it is I went wrong I'm smoking by dumpsters everyday Taking my life, throwing it away I'll sit here and write another pop trash song But I know the sun will keep on shining Dark days, those we left behind and Might as well get real stoned Might as well get real high So it's time to twist up a J Dark clouds won't just go away Might as well dance in the rain We might as well Sit here and write Another pop trash song Left here wondering What I did with my bong I looked behind the couch I looked behind the stairs I can't seem to find it, I looked everywhere I'll sit here and write another pop trash song I went and bought a Fender Strat I put it in pawn, ain't got it back Got some weed but the bag was whack Got oregano all up in my sack So I'll sit here and write Another pop trash song Looking for something To load in my bong I'm sleeping on the couch everyday Taking my life, wasting it away I'll sit here and write another pop trash song But I know the sun will keep on shining Dark days, those we left behind and We might as well get real stoned We might as well get real high So it's time to twist up a J Dark clouds won't just go away We might as well dance in the rain We might as well dance in the rain Dance in the rain Dance in the rain We might as well Sit here and write Another pop trash song Just here wondering Where it is I went wrong I'm smoking by dumpsters everyday Taking my life, throwing it away I'll sit here and write Another pop trash song I'll sit here and write Another pop trash song