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Sold my car to pay the rent Sure'd be nice to drive again Guess sometimes you got to walk the road There's a young girl next to me Talking bout her therapy Must be nice to have a way to cope Our family wonders why we're so distant Cause our priorities are so different We just wanna feel something That come-up type of real something Yeah we just wanna feel something tonight Brushing off the cynical I'm deaf to all the critical Voices screaming that our hands are tied Their faces sour, call it lemonade Cause me and my friends play a different game We just wanna feel something That come-up type of real something Yeah we just wanna feel something tonight Doctor gave me codeine but I prescribe my dosing Faking a cough pop the lid off till I don't even know me That kid got potential but he's not affluential Reality-checks and credit card debts Tell me when to grow up I sit and wonder why we're so different Make no apology for this distance We just wanna feel something That come-up type of real something Yeah we just wanna feel something tonight Brushing off the cynical I'm deaf to all the critical Voices screaming that our hands are tied Their faces sour, call it lemonade Cause me and my friends play a different game We just wanna feel something That come-up type of real something Yeah we just wanna feel something tonight I'm scared my face is getting numb Someone run and tell my mom I'm scared my face is getting numb Someone run and tell my mom We just wanna feel something That come-up type of real something Yeah we just wanna feel something tonight Brushing off the cynical I'm deaf to all the critical Voices screaming that our hands are tied Their faces sour, call it lemonade Cause me and my friends play a different game We just wanna feel something That come-up type of real something Yeah we just wanna feel something tonight
Writer(s): James John Abrahart Jr., Devin Guisande, Kyle Austin Guisande Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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