I don't want to talk about it
Some nights, they drag
I don't want to write about it
Stick around. Pull up a chair
We're going nowhere
Just like our friends
We will wish things out loud
We're going nowhere in the end
We're just f*cking around
Somewhere downtown
We're just f*cking around
Burning ourselves down
Someday we will leave this place
Someday things won't be the same
What's the deal with doomsday, anyway?
It's really taking it's time
I don't want to think about it
He thinks he's sane
I don't want to break it to him
No pain, no gain
We're waiting for it
Our unique sign
I haven't seen mine yet
He ignores his all the time
We're just killing our time
These minutes one by one
We're just losing our minds
Heads baking in the sun