Bad Moves Party With The Kids Who Wanna Party With You
I've been running through this world just trying to pass through my days
Wondering what the odds say about catching a break
I asked my phone, she said I don't know
She said one day you will too fade away
Till then, bask in my glory
Got a decade in my pocket and it ain't coming back
A sucker selling content, I've been running the track
Shaking hands, building brands, posting Instagrams of my cat
Christ, you know it ain't easy
Always coming up with something to say
I wanna tell you everything I've been thinking
But it never seems to come out that way
It comes out kinda twisted and strange
Like prophecies and long dark days
Like I used to think we'd go out in a nuclear war
Don't know much has changed, but I don't think that no more
I'm not trying to say we won't see the day
There's a genocide of the poor
It just might come in a heatwave
And that's something no one's trying to hear
You wash it down with liquor and beer
And spend the night with someone who's near
And party with the kids who wanna party with you
You're already in deep, you wanna watch for the cue
Consent isn't complex, just no one taught it to you
Keep that in mind every day, everything that you do
‘Cause someone might be listening to you
When you're coming up with something to say
To keep your mind quiet, scream out
To keep your mind quiet scream out
And I'll meet you at the back of the bar
I'm asking my old friends “How you doing?”
I say “How do you even know who you are?”
I wanna tell you everything I've been thinking
But you're telling me I took it too far
I take a take a ride on a heatwave
And crash into the rising sea
I got myself a SIM card, it's prepaid
To tell me just what's wrong with me
I asked my latest OS and she said “Pray for sweet singularity”
She said come on, get, get, get down on your knees
