oh, atoms!

Cherry menthol inside,
I find you hiding in my bedside pocket,
Come along for the ride,
Cola bottles and a sherbet rocket.
No one knows, what the,
Future holds, if we,
Just hold on, maybe life could be sweet.
Just a quarter of you,
Would be better than this empty record,
Maybe it's true,
You could be as good as barley sugar.
No one knows, what the,
Future holds, if we,
Just hold on, maybe life could be sweet.
I am wishing what you're wishing for,
And i am hoping what you're hoping for.