Napping in night clubs? sounds like kind of fun
How 'bout and you tell me all about it
In the same shit old clubs you've have been and all done
Always saying 'it's not long till we leave it'
And all these conversations, the miscommunications, won't stop us now
Poor examinations, no imaginations
And we wonder 'how?'
Don't say it's not all over
But hey we aren't not all that closer
So behave get over
The blood and let's not feel so sober
Blaming your demons is your kind of fun,
How bout you don't tell me all about it
With the thing in your nose, yelling out 'he's the g.o.a.t'
I think you can count me out of all that
With the pointless conversations, the low coordination, you wonder how?
Their own emancipation, the cold annihilation, just take a bow
Don't say it's not all over
But hey we aren't not all that closer
So behave get over
The blood and let's not feel so sober
Don't say it's not all over
But hey we aren't not all that closer
So behave get over
The blood and let's not feel so sober
Feel so sober
Feel so sober
Feel so sober
Feel so sober
Feel so sober
Feel so sober