Lollipop
Jeff | www.Marvin-Vibez.in Lyrics

My friends have combat boots with spikes
My friends have a rebellious and edgy style, expressing their individuality.

The fashion
Their fashion choices define their identity and sense of style.

Long dark coats or pastel sweaters and tight jeans
They embrace a variety of looks, from dark and mysterious to colorful and trendy.

Leave the old behind, forever
They refuse to conform to traditional norms and strive for constant change and innovation.

I guess it's not bad just how things are
They accept their unconventional lifestyle and find contentment in their choices.

Put their shoes by the door, my friends
They value comfort and being their true selves when they are with their friends.

Shout so loud blow the roof off the sunset
They make their presence known and dominate any social setting with their loud and vibrant personalities.

Smoke on stools, in the back
They enjoy smoking and relaxing in the intimate atmosphere of a bar or lounge.

That's just how my friends are, I still love them all
Despite their eccentricities, the artist still deeply cares for and appreciates their friends.

Jukebox running low on new tracks
The artist's preferred music selection is limited or repetitive.

So keep playing old rock songs as anthems
They find comfort and familiarity in the nostalgic tunes of classic rock.

And it might seem nice, just for now
The temporary enjoyment from the music choice provides a momentary escape from reality.

But you can't keep living as curated art
One cannot sustain a fulfilling life simply by embracing a carefully constructed image or persona.

Popcorn theater first kiss, like movies
Their experiences, particularly romantic ones, can seem as exciting and scripted as scenes from movies.

First time seems so sweet, it's what they wanted
Initially, their first experiences fulfill their desires and expectations.

But that feeling, it wears off
However, the initial excitement and satisfaction gradually fade away.

My friends lost their romance, I mourn them all
The artist feels a sense of sadness for their friends who have lost the magic and passion in their lives.

(Please, you're still in there)
There is a plea to hold onto their true selves despite the changes they have undergone.

(are you still in there?)
The singer questions if their friends' authentic selves still exist within them.

(are you in there, there, there?)
There is a desperate search for any remnants of their friends' true identities.

Picture perfect queens in Polaroids
They present themselves flawlessly and effortlessly in captured moments.

Photo shaking, dance until there's color
Their vibrant and energetic dancing brings life and excitement into their photographs.

I tell them every day, but we all know
The singer tries to remind their friends of the disconnect between their portrayed perfect lives and reality.

Those faded frames just aren't how things are
The nostalgic images do not accurately represent the current state of their lives.

That new film was a bore, she said
One of their friends expresses dissatisfaction with the monotony and predictability of their experiences.

We know cus we've lived it ten times or more
They have repeated the same patterns and encounters numerous times, leading to a sense of boredom.

I guess that things don't change
They have come to the realization that despite their efforts, things remain stagnant and unchanging.

That's just how the time passes by us all
Time inevitably carries them along, not allowing them to escape the passage and impact it has on their lives.

I saw the best mind of my generation lost to madness
The artist witnessed the deterioration of their friends' once brilliant minds due to the pressures and challenges of life.

She looked at me and said, real softly
One of their friends, speaking gently, expresses an understanding of the harsh realities they have all faced.

"We've all known that for decades now"
They have collectively recognized and acknowledged these truths for a significant amount of time.

They don't come around here much, these days
Their presence in the artist's life has become infrequent and scarce.

Leave the streets and bars darkened at night time
Their absence has left the streets and bars devoid of their vibrant energy and liveliness.

They'll look back, but won't return
They may reflect on their past experiences, but they are unlikely to reengage with their previous way of life.

And that's just how my friends are, I still love them all
Despite their absence and changing ways, the singer's love and affection for their friends remains unchanged.

Look we all flood the streets at night Dance and scream until the sun comes up Then silence once more
Their collective group enjoys lively and energetic nights out, expressing themselves through dancing and exuberant screams, only to return to silence as the day breaks.

(Please, you're still in there) (are you still in there?) (are you in there, there, there?)
The plea and search for their friends' true selves continue, begging them to rediscover their authentic identities.