Oh my youth, where did you go?
With the smoke blown out the window?
You know, I always called you a good friend of mine.
Now I'm starin' at the future.
People ask me what I'm gonna be, as if it's even up to me.
I'm just singin' my favorite songs with my best friends.
Fuck you, these are my best friends.
I love my best friends.
It's 1 AM, I've found my head in a shotglass of Fernet backed with ginger ale.
Place your bets, I'm sure to fail.
I just keep fuckin' up. I keep on fallin' down, but persevere nonetheless.
The only thing I give you is my best.
So fuck a curfew, I'm makin' noise.
This moonlight's my new favorite toy.
We'll fuck it up, every last motive that you have.
We'll replace it with our own.
Free hearts, free minds.
Me and the boys, we love this moonlight.
If these are my last words, let them ring as far as this shitty PA will carry them.
If this is my last breath, I'd breath it out for you to breathe in.
If you've got the blues, put on your dancin' shoes.
Time we learned a new step.
We've got the blues.