Bryce Vine

Bryce Vine - Guilty Pleasure

[Verse 1]
I wake up in Vegas and I lose a couple grand, I take a couple shots, I’m feeling good again
I told my girl that I was going straight home. (Ya right) I hope she doesn’t see the photos on my phone (All right!)
I done a couple things you’ll never hear about. Like when I passed out, inside an In N Out
I told my momma I was goin straight home, I got arrested climbin’ telephone poles (All right!)

[Pre-Hook]
I ain’t proud of all of it (All right!)
But I’d do it all again (All right!)
'Cause it’s all been hella fun
I can’t give a fuck I’m just livin' like, "So what?"

[Hook]
I live a life of leisure
Full of guilty pleasure
I can’t give a fuck I’m just livin’ like, "So what?"
It couldn’t get much better
Only guilty pleasure
I can’t give a fuck I’m just livin’ like, "So what?"

[Verse 2]
Still takin’ no advice, and telling little lies
Still makin’ girls blush, just like in junior high
We made a livin’ crashin parties til dawn
My homie fell asleep and totaled my car, (All right!)
I done a couple things you’ll never know about
Some I’m ashamed of, some I forgot about
But I’ll be fine, chase time
Runnin' through the stop sign like I’m livin' for the highlights