I Still Live In Angry Days Songtext
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I love how you're so wrapped up
In you 60 bucks shirt and the bullshit you sell
I love to read your newsfeed
It makes me feel so much better about myself
A walking contradiction
A full on laughing stock
Is what you are
A rockstar cardboard cutout
A punkrock paperdoll
In you 60 bucks shirt and the bullshit you sell
I love to read your newsfeed
It makes me feel so much better about myself
A walking contradiction
A full on laughing stock
Is what you are
A rockstar cardboard cutout
A punkrock paperdoll
Is what you are
You don't scream because you've got something to say
You don't dress like this out of refusal
You don't dance this way to express yourself
You just do it because you saw it on Youtube
Why should I even care what either of you jackoffs wears
But if you take what's mine and turn it upside down
Is where I draw the line
A walking contradiction
A dressed up high school jock
Is what you are
A rockstar cardboard cutout
A punkrock paperdoll
Is what you are
Your bullshit makes me sick
It's just so insincere
I'd rather listen To a thousand shitty Blink coverbands
Than to you fake-ass
Wannabe tough guys
Angry hearts
Are gonna burst
Ignorance is
A fucking bliss
A bunch of stupid dandies
Who happened to have found
The volume knob
So crank the volume up
You buried punkrock and you
Pissed champagne on its grave
You did not set
Your condolences
You don't scream because you've got something to say
You don't dress like this out of refusal
You don't dance this way to express yourself
You just do it because you saw it on Youtube
Why should I even care what either of you jackoffs wears
But if you take what's mine and turn it upside down
Is where I draw the line
A walking contradiction
A dressed up high school jock
Is what you are
A rockstar cardboard cutout
A punkrock paperdoll
Is what you are
Your bullshit makes me sick
It's just so insincere
I'd rather listen To a thousand shitty Blink coverbands
Than to you fake-ass
Wannabe tough guys
Angry hearts
Are gonna burst
Ignorance is
A fucking bliss
A bunch of stupid dandies
Who happened to have found
The volume knob
So crank the volume up
You buried punkrock and you
Pissed champagne on its grave
You did not set
Your condolences
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