Tonight, we dance with our backs to the walls
Because this place is overcoated in fools
Did you remember to bring all of your tools?
Because these kids are the kind of kids that got kicked out of their schools
(Please sir, I want some more)
When the end of the night is near
Do I get a [?]?
Spend the night alone, walking in beer
Wishing that I had never come here
When the end of the night is near
Do I get a [?]?
Spend the night alone, walking in beer
Wishing that I had never come here
Wishing I had never come here
Talking false stories all the journey home
A pocket full of Nurofen and an empty spot because I lost my phone
Counting up the coppers [?]
I'll get one next month, till then, can I borrow some money off of you?
It's just the same old story, it's just getting boring
And we will regret what we did in the morning
It's just the same old story, getting boring
And we will regret what we did in the morning
It's safe to say that place had a lot of fake tan
Orange hands, no future plans
Burning pots and pans, listening to Wu Tang
What you doing that for? I don't know
It's just the same old story, getting boring
And we will regret what we did in the morning
It's just the same old story in the morning
And we'll regret everything we do when it's dawning
(Please sir, I want some more) Tonight, we dance with our backs to the walls Because this place is overcoated in fools Did you remember to bring all of your tools? Because these kids are the kind of kids that got kicked out of their schools (Please sir, I want some more) When the end of the night is near Do I get a [?]? Spend the night alone, walking in beer Wishing that I had never come here When the end of the night is near Do I get a [?]? Spend the night alone, walking in beer Wishing that I had never come here Wishing I had never come here Talking false stories all the journey home A pocket full of Nurofen and an empty spot because I lost my phone Counting up the coppers [?] I'll get one next month, till then, can I borrow some money off of you? It's just the same old story, it's just getting boring And we will regret what we did in the morning It's just the same old story, getting boring And we will regret what we did in the morning It's safe to say that place had a lot of fake tan Orange hands, no future plans Burning pots and pans, listening to Wu Tang What you doing that for? I don't know It's just the same old story, getting boring And we will regret what we did in the morning It's just the same old story in the morning And we'll regret everything we do when it's dawning Explain Request ×
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