[Verse 1]
Have you been to Hotel Paradise?
Where the summer don't end
And you never watchin' CNN to see that you done lost all your friends
Don't tell me you're scared of heights
What a coincidence
The way you've been getting so high on the weekends
I guess it just all depends
Now you wanna claim you're sober, hush up
Runnin' away from your problems ain't never gon help you yo solve them
Especially when you're rollin' marijuana so often
You got a new therapist
So what?
What can he tell you I haven't?
See I'm on the brink of insanity and on the brink of being famous, girl
You can have it right back, look
Young and dumb and dumber on the highway speedin'
Head up out the roof, our hands up out the window for no reason
We don't have a care in the world except for changing seasons
I could have taken another realm, but they're not as scenic
Mama, I'm sorry if I didn't go off to college
I blew that scholarship money to graduate, like with honors
See you can call me a dummy until you see that big crowd
With that smile on your face while they scream my lyrics loud
[Chorus]
Look, summer never ends 'round here
Finally time, they lookin' for me, keep 'em getting lost
I've been trying to save all my friends 'round here
The well's running dry, guess the youth is all gone
Oo I gotta find it (woah) x4
[Verse 2]
Oo I'm back and I'm playin'
They be sayin' "boy I knew you'd make it"
I ain't really into high five or handshaking
Like I could see all of you faking
Like I could see [?] replacing
Like where were you back in the basement
Like now they wanna blaze it
Like labels been callin' me chasin', but I do not pick up for no one
[?]
Shout out to my exes, I hope that you good
Ain't no hard feelings, it is what it is
But right now I'm on top like I'm standing on hood
Imma need standing ovations inside of arenas just like I told granny I would
Goin' so crazy on stage [?] like the most common of crooks
Woo! Huh
Hunnid on the highway, police pull me over
They gon ask for license and registration and if I'm sober
Imma tell 'em okay, okay, yes cause they're bipolar
Them cops will put a bullet in your brain to meet their quota
Mama, i'm sorry if I don't make it back home
Cause Mr. Officer shot me, even put one in my dome
Imma check into paradise's hotel all alone
It's funny how now I know that it's been here all along
Heaven
[Chorus]
Summer never ends 'round here
Finally time, they lookin' for me, keep 'em getting lost
I've been trying to save all my friends 'round here
The well's running dry, guess the youth is all gone
Oo I gotta find it (woah) x4
[Outro]
Is that my phone?
Oh
I'll let that go to voicemail