4th of July

Fourth of July, fireworks and fountains

Shattered dreams and cotton candy

Yeah

They sip on the elixir from the lip of the Dixie cup

With dying taste buds

Dead or alive, shoulders hurt to cry on

Comfort me with stacks of money

Yeah

Still sippin' the elixir from the lip of the Dixie cup

With swollen tear ducts

And I can’t deny

I have no idea what’s happening right now

No fucking clue what’s going on right now

I don’t know, I don’t know

Keep it to myself

Eagles fly, catch themselves some dinner

Rivers dry and look so skinny

Yeah

The mud is getting thicker and it’s sticky like wet cement

You write your name in

And I can’t deny

I have no idea what’s happening right now

No fucking clue what's going on right now

I don’t know, I don’t know

Keep it to myself