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letra de dismissal - weston gates

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[intro: weston gates]

the sunshine unwinds through my one blind
blue skies run through and kiss my two eyes

[verse 1]

it’s 1pm, it feels like any other sat-rday
except it’s wednesday so i just slept through half the day
my mom called me up, i wondered what she had to say
i had to laughed when she asked me, “how was cl-ss today?”

i know tuition is a b-tch and so is kitchen dishes
i’m not ungrateful mother, please don’t think i didn’t listen
but i can’t shake the feeling something from the picture’s missin’
f-ck it, i dunno i guess we got a little different vision

i’m feelin’ weak and down every single weekend now
but i’ll be good as long as i can hear these speakers’ sound
you try to sleep around, you try to keep it down
but suddenly it’s you the whole freakin’ town is speakin’ bout

and sh-t creeps around ’til everybody’s sneakers brown
secrets out, crowd’ll beat you down if you don’t beat the crowd
i guess i let a couple people down
seen a thousand teachers’ frowns, all they see in me’s a clown

[hook]

it’s time to move on, it’s time i grew gone
it’s been too long, it’s time to do a new song
i paid my visit here, but it’s a different year
it’s crystal clear that it’s time for me to disappear

it’s time to open up the door and breathe some fresher air
it’s time to go and try to climb a steeper set of stairs
it’s time to move on, it’s time i grew gone
it’s been too long, it’s time to do a new song

[verse 2]

i’ve seen more late nights than i’ve seen mornings
a couple dumb mistakes, a couple deans warnings
a bit of this and that; this goofy fitted hat
pointed at the ground at night helps to keep my vision black

too many different frats; too much skippin’ cl-ss
too much sittin’ back and sippin’ jack while life is slippin’ past
i know in just a couple weeks they’ll say, “get packed, kid”
all i need’s two more d’s like a flat chick

d-mn, how can any kid this witty have such sh-tty grades?
i guess no one would work if all these little ditties paid
i feel too old for cl-ss, too young to get a job
the real world scares me like the first time that i met a cop

my parents paid the ticket just like the all the other ones
i can’t believe the sh-t my father or my mother does
i guess i never learned a lesson, never had to earn these blessings
money talks and makes a d-mn good first impression

[hook]

[verse 3]

it’s day again, let’s say to hi to all our asian friends
snappin’ pictures of this sh-t-hole everyday at 10
imagine how much they’d’ve paid for me to trade with them
think how f-ckin’ hard they would’ve worked, think what they’d’ve been

a little part of me’ll miss this place
like when you’re better off without a chick but can’t forget the b-tch’s face
and i’ll be back to visit, hit up jack and mac and kick it
probably p-ss out alone wake up and find my jacket missin’

but ’til that time, you can have my letter back admissions
please believe this didn’t happen due to lack of interest
i just never really knew what i was doin’ here
choosin’ from a few careers or coughin’ smoke and pukin’ beer

my mind’s clear, so lemme thank you for my time here
i’ll be just fine, check on me in five years
if nothin’s workin’ out, i can always hit my brother up
but for now im’a sit and sip another cup

- weston gates

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