[Intro]
Yo
We have never, never played Oakland, ever
So psyched
[Verse 1]
The battle is over
Here we all lie
In a dry sea of Solo cups
With the sun in our eyes
But it's one of those endings
Where no one claps 'cause they're sure that there's more
What a great way to start the first day of the rest of my life
[Verse 2]
I guess the show's going on
So we pick up the pieces
That dropped for us all
And an ear-splitting headache
That makes it hard to figure out which puzzle they're for
But I can leave this part out of the story I write
And there are worse ways to start the first day of the rest of my life
[Bridge]
Roommates, friends, lovers quiet
I'm coming to
I'm turning myself into
Something a little less promising
A little more useful
Yo
We have never, never played Oakland, ever
So psyched
[Verse 1]
The battle is over
Here we all lie
In a dry sea of Solo cups
With the sun in our eyes
But it's one of those endings
Where no one claps 'cause they're sure that there's more
What a great way to start the first day of the rest of my life
[Verse 2]
I guess the show's going on
So we pick up the pieces
That dropped for us all
And an ear-splitting headache
That makes it hard to figure out which puzzle they're for
But I can leave this part out of the story I write
And there are worse ways to start the first day of the rest of my life
[Bridge]
Roommates, friends, lovers quiet
I'm coming to
I'm turning myself into
Something a little less promising
A little more useful
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