Lyrics
Find me at the street way high
We'll take a trip to the sunny side
Of the city with the night that calls your walk
And make our way through the living noise
We'll sing our song to the golden boys
Who never had enough of anything
I was done with god
When people like you feel the heavens
Oh, I'm done with it all
It's people like you feel the bitter every time
To the fields of the young and dumb
Where love is lost in another bomb
To face the critic world in a week or two
But we don't care cause we got our choicе
And sing our song to the soldier toys
Whosе better forget soon whose side they're on
I was done with god
When people like you feel the heavens
Oh, I'm done with it all
It's people like you feel the bitter
I was done with god
When people like you feel the heavens
Oh, I'm done with it all
It's people like you feel the bitter every time
I am waiting for another day
I am waiting for another day
I am waiting for another day to come
I am waiting for another day
I am waiting for another day
I am waiting for another day
I am waiting for another day to come
I am waiting for another day
I am waiting for another day
I am waiting for another day
I am waiting for another day to come
I am waiting for another day
I was done with god
When people like you feel the heavens
Oh, I'm done with it all
It's people like you feel the bitter
I was done with god
When people like you feel the heavens
Oh, I'm done with it all
It's people like you feel the bitter every time
Every time, every time
It's people like you feel the bitter every time
Every time, every time
It's people like you feel the bitter every time