Bomb The Music Industry! Matchless Considerable Weirdness The B48 Home Lyrics

8 pm
The city’s leaking the spirits of happiness
Faking small talk
Getting warmer, fueled by a new power

Tear up the north end
You gotta tear up the north end
Uh huh

The kids they all don’t wanna be the kid
who drinks a matchless or eden and never seems concerned ‘bout the town
But from where I’m standing in between
two parked cars sipping a tall boy really don’t seem that bad

Sometimes you blow off your best friends
Because you’re getting stuck on all the shame Your shitty future brings
Someone can’t wake up ‘cause their
Alarm clock plugs into their dreams
Someone’s waking up forgetting
Things that don’t need
Forgetting me

I was tired of feeling older so I took it upon myself to act dumber
I was always stuck on smarter but I traded all the smarts to just feel younger
So let’s get dumber
Someone’s waking up forgetting me