Texty

I've had good nights, bad days Popov, champagne No work, all play Bad time, wrong way Been a douchebag, been a shit friend, no chips but I'm all in No saint but I still sin and scream fuck the world on a Sunday I am so crass, no class Gladly walkin' the wrong path I condone prescription drugs and drivin' off in the badlands Bad man, wasted youth Drunk as fuck cause I'm wasted youth Judge me now but I'm just like you But a little more hot and a little more cool Maybe I'm to blame A little jacked up inside the brain I belong in some asylum I feel like A pilot going down But I still can't hit the ground You can find me duck and divin' Find an island they say could never be found And from the darkness they can hear me singing Ohhh And from the darkness they can hear me screaming... I feel alive I'm free tonight Blacked out, midnight kingdom Act out, too much freedom Pass down that king's crown lets torch town for no good reason Young, a little bit of dumb, a little bit of bad, a lot a bit of fun A little bit of give a little, get a little, buy a little, bet a little, run until the devil catches up Yo I'm just tryna fuck around Like a Ferris wheel We just got that space invader style It's a mass appeal Arrows falling down But I still can't hit the ground You can find us duck and divin' find an island they say could never be found And from the darkness they can hear me singing Ohhhh And from the darkness they can hear me screaming... I feel alive I'm free tonight This is where the wild things are I feel alive I'm free tonight
Writer(s): Nolan Lambroza, Bryce Vine Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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