Messed Up

Sound of the planes up in the evening sky Can't hear them now with curtains pulled this tight Buried in screens searching for truths online Nothing to find Feel like a tourist in my own home town Rentals and debt wrapt up in dressing gowns My parents said that I could turn this around But how could I? We're so messed up for this age Neon lights, stir fry and minimum wage Someone get off of my case Walk home at midnight can't afford the train We're so messed up for this age Neon lights, stir fry, revolving stage Someone get off of my case Before we're crashing down My ego's wilting under pale street lights I sketched the scene in chalk put it on ice I'm living under bad advice Can't control a thing Feels like we're spinning off our axis My life is a movie about to explode I wish that I could direct Before it's shown We're so messed up for this age Neon lights, stir fry and minimum wage Someone get off of my case Walk home at midnight can't afford the train We're so messed up for this age Neon lights, stir fry, revolving stage Someone get off of my case Before we're crashing down I do not know about much and I try not to wonder if I'll smoulder But when the bombs are falling down I wouldn't care if I could hold ya We're so messed up for this age Try not to wonder if I'll smoulder We're so messed up for this age I wouldn't care if I could hold ya We're so messed up for this age Try not to wonder if I'll smoulder Someone get off of my case I wouldn't care if I could