lyrics
We tried to make this work, we did our best to keep the plane in motion
But 7 years went by and now we’ve had enough, so watch us crash this thing in the ocean
Half of our friends got a duplex now, the other half's in jail
Our couches complain ‘bout our asses now, we need to cut them some slack
This is the perfect timing for our boredom’s demolition
Just bring the crowbar, I’ll bring a twelver
And who can stop us now if we want to kill our livers?
While we bring our souls back from the dead
I tried to make this work, I did my best to repress all emotions
But I grew tired of standing still in a bus, waiting for some sudden commotion
It all just doesn’t do it for me anymore, I want fucking goosebumps
Let’s smash the TV and pump up the amps, make the evening count
This is the perfect timing for a lifestyle revolution
Just bring your great mind, I’ll bring a twelver
And who can stop us now if we want to kill our livers?
While we bring our souls back from the dead
We all, we all, we all, we all, we all need
To recover a soul that was lost at sea
We all, we all, we all share the same sore
The disruption of a love we once bore
The disruption of a love we once bore
The disruption of a love we once bore
The disruption of a love we once bore
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from
Demo,
track released October 7, 2013
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