歌词
It feels right to walk around here
As it is to say it feels weird
Six strings won't do the fucking trick
Drinking until the air is fucking thick
I really miss (Hopping onboard)
Because now (I'm always bored)
Like a chord (I was struck)
Only song (That doesn't suck)
TO ME!
ME!
I'm feeling old
Almost sold my soul
Money was never ever the goal
Looking back on schoolyard days
Sometimes I wonder if I should've stayed
Paid the price that I had to pay
To draw on walls and skate the day away
Got the world (On top of me)
Locked by the jaws (Of opportunity)
Trapped in the house (I'm not fine)
Finding new ways (To waste my time)
TO ME!
ME!
I'm feeling old
Almost sold my soul
Money was never ever the goal
Fuck the pain away
Nothing gold can stay
With a battered brain
God save the mad parade
Bored of the USA
It's with me everyday
Written by: Paris Russell, Tristan Miller
