Sangtekst: Papa Roach. July.

As I look at a picture of jacoby smokin broccoli props to reefer props to bible prophecies it's clearly evident relationships is permanent burn the fuckin picture so my mind could be the evidence I've made my chioce there's no looking back life long commitment to my second half hard times good times 2 ways to go I've got my problems god only knows I came faster than a blink of an eye fire rain independence 4th of july give in give in into tradition one thing I'd like to say is fuck superstition my independence day is wiped from my face maybe I gave it away maybe I've got my secret hiding place I love you I married you