You're so young and white
I bet you think you're in love. Well, alright!
Bet you feel sometimes you're a bit uptight
But it helps you sleep and you kinda like it
Bet, you're on
Cause everything you're sold
Its all you've got
And everything feels old
And everything you're told
Is always false
And everything feels old
Bet you lost your religion. Oh my!
No idea where it goes, but it goes all the time
But you feel what you feel and it feels alright
Ain't it nice to feel something, am I right?
Bet, you're on
Cause everything you're sold
Is all you've got
And everything feels old
And everything you're told
Is always false
And everything feels old
Yeah, bet. You're on
Cause everything you stole
Is all you've got
And everything feels old
Now every place we go
There's always cops
And everything feels old
The Bottom Dollars - Holidays in United States Lyrics
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You're so young and white
I bet you think you're in love. Well, alright!
Bet you feel sometimes you're a bit uptight
But it helps you sleep and you kinda like it
Bet, you're on
Cause everything you're sold
Its all you've got
And everything feels old
And everything you're told
Is always false
And everything feels old
Bet you lost your religion. Oh my!
No idea where it goes, but it goes all the time
But you feel what you feel and it feels alright
Ain't it nice to feel something, am I right?
Bet, you're on
Cause everything you're sold
Is all you've got
And everything feels old
And everything you're told
Is always false
And everything feels old
Yeah, bet. You're on
Cause everything you stole
Is all you've got
And everything feels old
Now every place we go
There's always cops
And everything feels old
I bet you think you're in love. Well, alright!
Bet you feel sometimes you're a bit uptight
But it helps you sleep and you kinda like it
Bet, you're on
Cause everything you're sold
Its all you've got
And everything feels old
And everything you're told
Is always false
And everything feels old
Bet you lost your religion. Oh my!
No idea where it goes, but it goes all the time
But you feel what you feel and it feels alright
Ain't it nice to feel something, am I right?
Bet, you're on
Cause everything you're sold
Is all you've got
And everything feels old
And everything you're told
Is always false
And everything feels old
Yeah, bet. You're on
Cause everything you stole
Is all you've got
And everything feels old
Now every place we go
There's always cops
And everything feels old
Writer: Brian Cherchiglia
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid