Knew by the first touch
The first glance
My first blush
That I was something special
I was someone you couldn’t touch
Unless you worked and made it happen
Then the whole thing became different
It's my life I wanna live it
If it's yours then it's your business
Blurry eyes and a Discman that still works
Yeah it hurts
When it shatters in a million pieces first
I can tell the way that I knew I was different
Trying to mingle but when I talk no one listens
But my eyes can glisten
They can cry all they want and I can hide all day long
How is it that a child can feel like he don't belong
I kept my chin up and I did a bunch of drugs
I don't regret it now but I know I had enough
It's all these years where we just tried to fill a void
At least we weren’t alone smoking weed
Paranoid
Unknown pills from parents' bathrooms our noses like vacuums
Up all night on the chat rooms chatting away with Matthew
And all these years where we just tried to fill a void
We just tried to fill a void
Just tried to fill a void
We just tried to fill a void
Just tried to fill a void
We just tried to fill a void
Just tried to fill a void
We just tried to fill a void
Just tried to fill a void
Countless nights star gazing
Holy dope that we are blazing
New feelings it's amazing
Kisses by the water
I'm an unruly daughter
Yeah I make her wanna slap her
But she knows that I love her
I feel a lot and sometimes it just gets too much
My breathing changes and my neck it tingles
I get a rush
It's adrenaline
I'm in survival mode
I fucking hate it
But it's my normal mode
Gotta learn gotta live
Another day
Are you feeling fine
Yeah I'm okay
I got 5 on it though
Were 4 on a blunt
I know you think it's too much
But we broke, we wanna smoke
And we just tried to fill a avoid
So many things we want to avoid
And we just tried to fill a void
We just tried to fill a void
We just tried to fill a void
Just tried to fill a void
We just tried to fill a void
Just tried to fill a void
We just tried to fill a void
Just tried to fill a void
We just tried to fill a void
Just tried to fill a void
We just tried to fill a void
Just tried to fill a void
We just tried to fill a void
Just tried to fill a void
MHS was written by Emma Beko.
MHS was produced by Beau Geste.
MHS stands for Mamaroneck High School, which is where I finished high school.
it was born this way