It's like six feet deep now seems way more than we need
I mean, how much more of this can we take
We've all started yet continued to fake
As if love is all we've needed to keep our heads above water
And the wine even though we know
That we've all held our hearts below the waistline
I'm saying that shallow graves should pave the way for this
Our generation of pop star sensations, we all love the easy, right?
Easy on the eyes, easy on the mind but are we ever really satisfied
No one lives for the shit that matters anymore
And that just leaves us all fucked and alone
Like some cheap whore in some cheap motel
So just leave the money on the nightstand before you leave
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