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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Snacks at Midnight
Snacks at Midnight
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rory John Babin
Rory John Babin
Songwriter
Giovani Covarrubias
Giovani Covarrubias
Songwriter
Nickolaus Harner
Nickolaus Harner
Songwriter
Gary Stivers
Gary Stivers
Songwriter
Tyson Bailie
Tyson Bailie
Songwriter

Songtexte

Isn't it a sad state yeah walking in a line Doing what we're told to yeah right on time Believe what you want to believe 'cause it's easiest And tell yourself it's just the way it all works out Oh oh oh (La da da da da duh) Oh oh oh (La da da da da duh) You can lay your head down on the grass And tell me how it feels as all these strangers come to pass And am I not the wiser for I know nothing Tell myself this daily just to keep my self esteem People in the churches their palms in the air Say my god is the best god, well Who the hell cares Who the hell cares Who the hell cares Who in the hell cares (Organ solo) (Drum solo) Blaring loud noises just to cancel out the sound Of those higher-ups running us around Oh oh oh (La da da da da duh) Oh oh oh (La da da da da duh) (Bass solo) And doubt is unsettling but the truth is crass Don't pretend to know something and be talking out your ass And maybe it's a state of mind, a state to be Well it's important to ask ourselves, yeah, question what we believe Bureaucrats in their buildings, their votes in the air They say my mind is a bought mind well Who the hell cares Who the hell cares Who the hell cares Who in the hell cares! (Who the hell cares) (Who the hell cares) (Who the hell cares) (Who in the hell cares) (Who the hell cares) (Who the hell cares) (Who the hell cares) (Who in the hell cares)
Writer(s): Gary Stivers, Giovani Covarrubias, Nickolaus Harner, Rory John Babin, Tyson Bailie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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