Napping in nightclubs
Sounds like kind of fun
How bout you go tell me all about it
In the same shit old clubs
You have been and all done
Always saying it’s not long till we leave it
All these conversations
The miss communications
Won’t stop us now
Poor examinations
No imaginations
We wonder “How?”

Don’t say it’s not all over
But hey we are not all that closer
So behave, get over
The blood and let’s not feel so sober

(Instrumental)

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
The pointless conversations
The low coordination
You wonder how
Your own emancipation
The cold annihilation
Just take a bow
Don’t say it’s not all over
But hey we are not all that closer
So behave, get over
The blood and let’s not feel so sober

(Instrumental)

Say it’s not all over
But hey we are 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