Miserable

I know where we are
We're in your parent's basement
Aren't you too old for this shit?
Yet I'm here wasted

Oh it is what it is
Oh but I'm miserable at this

And there I go judging
One of my most loved traits
I shouldn't care what you do
But too little, too late

Oh it is what it is
Oh but I'm miserable at this



Credits
Writer(s): Brendan Hendry
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