23 Video (MV)

It's a friday night, but something doesn't feel right
I should be going out, getting lost inside the limelight
But I'm getting a call by my insides
They invite me to get down
It seems the same, for quite some time now
Going out has gotten quite predictable somehow
We start off fine, but the nights, they end the same
It's the feeling that something's missing
We used to drown our insides in liquor and wine
Maybe find a girl for the night, or get in a fight
And when we walked home through yellow lights
We felt like the kings of the night

Now we're 23, but we feel like we've seen it all
Only 23, but it seems like the end of the road
Sometimes

So gimme love, gimme drugs, gimme anything you got
I need it now, need it now, to feel anything at all
I need a quick fix
For this emptiness that's killing me
A quick fix
For boredom, our worst enemy

My friends and I, we all get by
Get through the grind, living for the highs
But these moments, they seem to decline
Now any distraction is fine

Now we're 23, but we feel like we've seen it all
Only 23, but it seems like the end of the road
Sometimes

So gimme love, gimme drugs, gimme anything you got
I need it now, need it now, to feel anything at all
I need a quick fix
For this emptiness that's killing me
A quick fix
For boredom, our worst enemy

This silence is violence
Entertain us, numb us, now
Fill us up till we feel fine or anything at all

Don't turn off the speakers, we don't wanna feel alone
And don't turn off the lights, we don't wanna go home
We check up on our phones every minute or so
So we don't have to feel, have to think, have to be bored
Put on the TV, just to flood our ears
Watch people live for a while, could you go grab me a beer
While we just sit here doing nothing, until we fall asleep
Get up early in the morning to work, wash, rinse and repeat

Can this be it
The end of it all
Can this be it
Now that we're finally grown up
Can this be it
And the years go by