How to Win Friends and Influence Your Uncle

I wanna see in black and white
Cause lately this technicolor's gotten too bright
Traded the suburbs for urban sprawl
And now all I want to be is nowhere at all

We're done forecasting funerals
Because time is gonna pass either way
And no more taking pictures
We are the infinity on trial

Turn the key and lock the door
There's nobody living here anymore
And as I walk the shadows sit and wait
Lazily screaming "I'm good, not great"

We're done forecasting funerals
Because time is gonna pass either way
And no more taking pictures
We are the infinity on trial



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Writer(s): Midwestern Dirt
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