This is the part where you disappear and you grab a beer on the dance floor here and you stare into my singing eyes and you look at me and you look surprised
Get up!
This is the part where we all hold hands, and we say a prayer that we don’t really care, it’s the apathy, it’s the apathy, until the snare drums make us fucking bleed
Alright!
This is the part where we smile and say everything is a ok then we take a picture and it stays that way
Alright!
{Wait a minute…}
This is the part where the drugs kick in at the back of the bar where you lost your friends and you don’t really know if they were your friends,
Alright!
This is the part where you take a smoke and you look at the sky and your life’s a joke and you feel like God might have given you hope and you want to call your Mom but you know it’s hopeless,
Alright!
This is the part where your lost in your phone, staring at those pictures alone, you know that you’ll never be them no, and you know that you’ll never be you know,
Alright!
This is the part where you just give up, move to the floor and don’t give a fuck,
you realize your self was all a joke, and it don’t really matter if your rich or broke, cause you’re all gonna end up in the FUCKING dirt,
so get on the floor and make it work (work work)
don’t do it to me Martha, I don’t wanna be a boy,
I was raised to be strong and good, I was raised to be strong and good,
Masculine I’m masculine and I’m calling all my god damn friends, where gonna get our firsts, we’re gonna punch em up, where gonna live real strong and not give a
Now wait a minute! I’m gonna be moderate I’m gonna be real moderate, make some money, never spend it at all, and make em feel like they owe us all
All right!
STRUNG OUT ON YR OWN IDEALISM, IT’S TIME TO SETTLE UP
PONYBOY AND ALL THE KIDS AND THE OUTSIDERS, THEY’RE LUCK
WAS RUNNING LOW WITH THOSE STUPID POEMS THEY KEPT IN PICK UP TRUCKS
AND NOW THE SHOTGUNS WERE EMOGIS THEIR WHEELS WERE STUCK
THE MUD WAS SPINNING HIGH AND WIDE AND EVERYBODY CRIED FOR MOMMA’S BREAKFAST TABLE,,,BROKEN DOWN, YOU’RE NEVER GONNA GET BACK TO THAT PLACE, BUT RIGHT NOW, BOY, OR WOMAN, OR GIRL, OR MAN
THIS
IS
YOUR
FINEST
HOUR!
credits
released March 29, 2019
Written and Recorded by Six Time Users
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