Ever since you were a boy
No one else could understand
You went local party paper
So what was in the mag
You didn't wanna take my hand
You wanted to be free
You didn't wanna take my hand
You wanted to be free
Comes that crushing blow
You're just happy alone
You're a high school lawyer
You're a high school lawyer
You made it in the golden hour
You're a high school lawyer

Touch you like crisp smoke
In your acid train
Like a zombie on a mission
Step into your screen
Your face looked cracked
You built this look greed
You built days got eaten
At the bottom of the sea
Leave out your voice
In a bit of smoke
You're a high school lawyer
You're a high school lawyer
You made it in the golden hour
You're a high school lawyer

Ever since you were a boy
No one else could understand
You went local party paper
So what was in the mag
High school lawyer
High school lawyer
You're a high school lawyer
High school lawyer
You made it in the golden hour
You're a high school lawyer