Letras
Out beyond the call of duty
Hold your instincts hostage and stick near me
Let's drink a toast
It's the most I can stand to cry
About the mental energy you wasted on this wedding invitation
Let's thank the host
You've been such a great host
The roast was just so perfectly prepared (yes it was)
But now I know that you care
Yes I know that you care
We are underused (yes, we are)
We are underused
Simply put, I want to grow old 'cause
Dying does not meet my expectations
Let's drink a toast to all those who survived alive
To tell about their struggles in hushed tones around a fire
It's late winter, let's sink the ship
Mix our blood, just the tip
A Crip is sleeping on the basement stairs (yes, it is)
Oh, I know that he's there
Yeah, I know that he's there
And we are underused
We are underused
We are underused
We are underused
We are underused
We are underused
We are under, under, under, underused
We are under, under, under, underused