We’ve been dealing
With that entire life
Since we were young enough
Rollin’ over this neighborhood
Oh blimey What a mess
But don’t you think
It’s kinda small
Dad used to say 'Son
Act like a man'
Look Every body hates us
Honestly that makes me feel alive
Painting
Breaking
All the days and the bads
And the nights and arrested by
Sunshine but
Yall know bout the truth
That it doesn’t really matter
We were born naked and
Whoo
We'll have our last time just like that
Hows that supposеd to satisfy
Same old windy roads
With all kinds of dirt
How come shoes
Don’t havе time to rest
Collapsing sky
I don’t know why
But asking always worth a try
Hey nothings that big enough
Mom used to say
Son think about the huge
Even though everybody hates us
Ain’t it feels like we're alive
Painting
Breaking
All the days and the bads
And the nights and arrested by
Sunshine but
Yall know bout the truth
That it doesn’t really matter
We were born with all sins and
Whoo
Don’t you dare try to cover that
Hows that supposed to satisfy
We'll have our last time
Just like that
Hows that supposed to satisfy