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[10 years old]

I met my best friend when we were 10 years old

She lived down the street, we practically shared a home

Her mom is mine, and mine is hers, too

Even way back then we were a dangerous two.

Going to school hungover in fifth grade

Pitied and hated by Mrs. Langlinais

Sleeping on the couch in the corner

Not sure if we were early risers or out of order

Started smoking and drinking too early,

Jumped into adulthood in a hurry:

By thirteen my girl had a job and I had an addiction

And we were always ditching school to get high and make pancakes in her kitchen;

That’s one of those things that will never change

My best friend will make me breakfast, whether we’re in Oklahoma or LA.

What I’m really trying to say, what I want you to understand

Is that we weren’t bad kids, but we lived on another planet.

I think we were born a little too wild

And we needed so much freedom, even as a child.

We had to run free, do what we want, say how we feel

Chase after anything that made us feel real.

Road trips and bong rips,

Overdosing and IV drips.

We have seen it all, too many things

Got real acquainted with how desperate life can be

Drugs can do some real funny things

Can show you everything you could be

Then take it right back just like that

And spit in your face and call you a jackass.

But damn, if it wasn’t a thrilling ride

I wouldn’t trade a second of my life

We might have been little kids getting high

But we turned it into an appreciation for our lives

In high school I looked like a crackhead, on the low,

But there has only been one time that I’ve actually done blow

So small and so young,

A crazy life story so intricately woven

Only a select few are strong enough to be chosen

To have the ability to withstand it all,

To be hit by the force of the entire ocean and still stand tall;

To shine so bright that even under the Oklahoma skies we don’t feel small.