Lyrics

Johnny blew his brains in the living room Ordered chicken fingers for the phonies too Calling all my friends down deep LA Said we're gonna fail that feels fine today My girl was working lines down by forty five Cordie said He's down but he's half alive Smokin' on the roof said the world gon fall Maybe for the best if we heed his call Our money ain't worth what it was years ago, So funny, this love lasts forever though We waste our time, drink a little bit of your pink wine She asked when we gon die, not till 4045 4045 Molly broke her back for the bosses praise, Jumping roof to roof just to get a raise Ollies in the bathroom of Chick Fil A, Getting higher than kite just to make his day Now you could live your whole life In service of freedom or in faith to a god above But we're Victims to the impulse of circumstance I'd put faith in you 'fore I shake god's hand We're dropouts and drifters and renegades No cop outs, I'd hold ya till the end of days We waste our time, drink a little bit of your pink wine sayin When we gon die, not till 4045 4045 Say it like it is then rewind blame it on the modern times When's this love die, not till a 4045 4045 Ma don't tell me that I don't need that Love you till I die can't you see that Pregnant with the lies, and the feedback Never gonna die, consume me in the light Stories that we leave, least we left pure love History repeats, so we re up On our infinities, yeah they creep up Never gonna die, consume me in the light 4045 4045 Lova ya 'till I die, love ya 'till I die Infinite like time, infinite like time 4045 4045
Writer(s): Ethan Meridian Surman, Ethan Surman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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