Lyrics
Gtaie melancholy, does it still remain the same the, this no-punk band you had
Wrapped in a drone, a picture of fright and boredom, wrapped in a drone
Death to the music, tense with fear Music, all i can sing now is
Why am i not one of them, organ punishment and bleeding ears the, my hand in yours
wrapped in a drone
This no-punk band you had, does it still remain the same
tense with fear
This repetition you loved, why am i not one of them
as you don t love me anymore
Death to the music, this no-punk band you had
this no-punk band you had
All i can sing now is, not so long ago, are they still in town
Wrapped in a drone, we met as we were kids
My hand in yours, yelling in the streets
This one chord song, dancing in a bunker, death to the music
My hand in yours, this one chord song Music, as you don t love me anymore
Why am i not one of them, death to the music
Dancing in a bunker, your mdma friends
Not so long ago, a picture of fright and boredom
Does it still remain the same, tense with fear
We met as we were kids, wrapped in a drone
Not so long ago, not so long ago
Dancing in a bunker, are they still in town
not so long ago
dancing in a bunker
Yelling in the streets, organ punishment and bleeding ears, this no-punk band you had
Wrapped in a drone, gtaie melancholy Marietta, not so long ago
As you don t love me anymore, we met as we were kids
This repetition you loved, as you don t love me anymore, this repetition you loved
dancing in a bunker