Sitting On The Curb

Rat Kid Cool

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You move back home for a while
So you could live like a degenerate child
Drinking beers by the fire
At twenty nine
It's a new kind of tired
New kind of tired
New kind of tired

It's good to see you
But I've got to go
Let's get in touch
So that we can catch up
You joke about suicide
It ain't for me
But there are worse ways to die
Worse ways to die
Worse ways to die

She can't take care of herself
Or doesn't want to
And that doesn't help
She writes down thoughts in her book
She says she's got
Too many lyrics
And not enough hooks
Not enough hooks
Not enough hooks

Sitting on the curb
Like we're living in reverse

Me and my friends just
Sitting on the curb
Eating chinese food
We've got nothing else to do
Last night I was dancing shirtless at the bar
I met a couple strangers
Then we got into their car
It's the last thing I remember
But we must've had fun
Cause my money's all gone
And I woke up in the mud

Sitting on the curb
Like we're living in reverse

Me and my friends just
Sitting on the curb
Eating chinese food
We've got nothing else to do

And I woke up in the mud