Class Historian
Broncho Lyrics

Chill down, I'm doing great
I am fine so you don't have to worry about me

Doing well is pretty vague
Saying you're 'doing well' is not specific enough to describe how you're really doing

Single mama I wanna get that number
I am a single mother looking for a significant other

You look as strong as you did before
You still possess the strength and resilience I saw in you before

But you know old time, one to one
But like how it was in the past, it's just you and me

CLASS HISTORIAN
I am the observer and recorder of our shared history

You cut in line, you cutting cake
You're jumping ahead in line, and it seems like you're getting everything you want easily

You cut in line, I was up in my stake
You went ahead while I was focused on my own investments

But you can get back in, you can get back in
You still have the opportunity to go back and join the regular lineup

You know that you're cutting ties when you're cutting time
You're not just cutting through the line, but also severing connections with those who have been in front of you

You know old time, the tired one
As in the past, things have become monotonous and boring

CLASS HISTORIAN
I continue to record and document the memories and timeline

You know you'll never gonna let your suenos
You won't let go of your dreams no matter what

You know you really gonna wet my dream
You will help to make my own dreams come true

But you know you get it up, you gotta get that number
But you know you have to try in order to find your own significant other

You look the same as you did before
You haven't changed a bit, and you still possess the same admirable qualities