Misc Unsigned Bands - Ryan holt - chutes and ladders
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[Verse]
ChGutes and ladders we had no worries
EmWanted to grow up in a hurry
CBeen with these people for 12 years
FOne day with legos the next with beers
GWe thought getting older meant more fun
EmGod I know were not the only ones
CCaps and gowns came in the mail
F3 more months until we set sail
[Bridge]
GWe don't know it but it's taken for granted
EmAll these times it's like we're enchanted
CHeartbreak will be worth it too
FAnd the parties filled with meaningless screws
cause now were
[Chorus]
GSittin round in a smokey room
EmLying awake thinking bout you
CMy friends to the right are rolling up
FAnd the ones to the left are getting drunk
G3 months until our final trial
EmAll of us are in denial
CIt’s here The end has come
FGrowing up wasn’t fun
[Verse]
GBut We sunk our toes in the sand
EmLying on the beach gettin tan
COne last party went on for a week
FDidnt care about breaking snap streaks
GDrunk all day Drunk all night
EmHooking up then we a fight
GWe lived it up while we could
EmJust this week and then adulthood
C3 more months and we’ll be splitting up
FBut all we knew was what was in our cups
GSome to the west, some to east
EmWe’d see each other on breaks at least
GGraduation number 2 came around
EmNo high school friends to be found
CThose 12 years were a waste of time
FUp until now it was just a climb
GChutes and ladders was just a game
EmReal life now is all too tame
CFast forward 40 years
FNothing mattered not even your fears
GGrowing up was obsolete
Emchutes and ladders with your grandkids every week
[Bridge]
GAll our life we took it for granted
EmThose nights we felt enchanted
CHeartbreak was even worth it too
FAnd the parties filled with meaningless screws
Wish we were
[Chorus 2]
GSittin round in a smokey room
EmLying awake thinking bout you
CWith friends to the right rolling up
FAnd ones to the left getting drunk
G3 months now until my life will end
EmWish i spent more time with my friends
CIt’s here now The end has come
FGrowing up wasn’t fun
Until then you’re
[Verse]
CTeaching them what life taught you
FHoping they’ll live it better you
GEven then the cycle repeats
Em12 years of school and then beach week
CFriends think they’ll last forever
FGoing out on their own endeavours
GEvery generation, wash rinse repeat
EmWho will be the ones to truly end the streak.