We sitting back inside your car And Inside Story just hit the stores So, we faded with that shit on blast Oh man, I feel like the summer all came at once Windows dropped for that Bondi sun You got pulled over and we all trying to act sober cause There's future lawyers in the car Ain't it funny? When we try to keep this whole shit kosher How it always goes too far But we floating in them smoke trails man And it all just comes so easy And lately I've been feeling bad Because we've got it so good But no one believes me We do it like Said we do it like I'm listening to stories 'bout your broken heart And you come crying to my shoulder when it gets too hard He was the one, it ended for a second You did something dumb He comes crawling back but you can't make it like it was None of us are unfamiliar, it's something that we're used to Generation of Marissa Cooper cue takers But when it all falls down and you can't feel the summer Sometime I got to sit back and wonder I'm watching kids dying in technicolor And God, I swear I can't feel a thing And I can see the fear in their eyes as they clutch each other But man I know some people wish that they were that thin Shit, we grew up safe, white and paid for Living in a world of Instagrams and 8-balls So when you're talking 'bout your messed up life I can't help but feel you don't know a thing