Yeah, my throats on fire tonight
Cause I smoked so many cigarettes
Mama say: 'You better quit them ****s'
You want a tube through your neck?
Thats some stupid ****
But mama 'Theyre my best friends'
On some loser ****
I roll around in a car that I bought
Cause some people told me I was a star
But still I got nobody to drive it with
I hope it gets better with time
But Im guessing that it doesnt
And Im thinking thats fine (Oh)
I wont let go, Im schemin
One day, I swear Ill see it
Blues skies, blue skies ahead of me
Blues skies, blue skies ahead of me
London told me that I gotta keep it all pure
Me and my guitar mama, that is the cure
And no promises but Ima go hard for this
Blue sky paradise lying out in front of us
And I dont know why I piss on all my happiness
Wanna fix that ****, make it, so rich
All the money, I know, plentys on the way
I wanna feel truly good on more than rainy days
I wont let go, Im schemin
One day, I swear Ill see it
Blues skies, blue skies ahead of me
Blues skies, blue skies ahead of me
I wont let go, Im schemin
One day, I swear Ill see it
Blues skies, blue skies ahead of me
Blues skies, blue skies ahead of me
blue skies