Lyrics
'Cause I'm still the kid who's got his head stuck in the clouds
'Cause I'm the one who always feels much more alone in the crowd
So that sometimes it seems like maybe I might be the only one
Who even sees what's going on here
In this dark age where everybody's dead
But no one's thought to tell us yet
Well, some to do the swinging and some to tie that noose
But most, we do 'em both
On casual Fridays
On Mega Mondays
On honeymoons
Fuck yeah, I'm still the kid who's got his head stuck in the clouds
Yeah, kicking the ground like one way or another
You either sing the blues or wear blue collars
We each got a rope around our neck
Just cross our fingers for a little slack
Writer(s): Alfred Brown Iv, Anthony Rivera, Christopher Conde, Justin Smith
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