Chutes and ladders we had no worries Wanted to grow up in a hurry Been with these people for 12 years One day with legos the next with beers We thought getting older meant more fun God I know were not the only ones Caps and gowns came in the mail 3 more months until we set sail We don't know it but it's taken for granted All these times it's like we're enchanted Heartbreak will be worth it too And the parties filled with meaningless screws cause now were Sittin round in a smokey room Lying awake thinking bout you My friends to the right are rolling up And the ones to the left are getting drunk 3 months until our final trial All of us are in denial It's here The end has come Growing up wasn't fun But We sunk our toes in the sand Lying on the beach gettin tan One last party went on for a week Didnt care about breaking snap streaks Drunk all day Drunk all night Hooking up then we a fight We lived it up while we could Just this week and then adulthood 3 more months and we'll be splitting up But all we knew was what was in our cups Some to the west, some to east We'd see each other on breaks at least Graduation number 2 came around No high school friends to be found Those 12 years were a waste of time Up until now it was just a climb Chutes and ladders was just a game Real life now is all too tame Fast forward 40 years Nothing mattered not even your fears Growing up was obsolete chutes and ladders with your grandkids every week All our life we took it for granted Those nights we felt enchanted Heartbreak was even worth it too And the parties filled with meaningless screws Wish we were Sittin round in a smokey room Lying awake thinking bout you With friends to the right rolling up And ones to the left getting drunk 3 months now until my life will end Wish i spent more time with my friends It's here now The end has come Growing up wasn't fun Until then you're Teaching them what life taught you Hoping they'll live it better you Even then the cycle repeats 12 years of school and then beach week Friends think they'll last forever Going out on their own endeavours Every generation, wash rinse repeat Who will be the ones to truly end the streak.
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