New York Knockoff

Get in
Get out
Get lost
Get found
Get permission now
(You might have to leave it alone)
Setbacks
Set out
Set up
Get down
Set sail for the sun
(What if I'm not done, don't think I'm done)

Turn around and say it all again, my friend

Sprite at a bar
And a tire in a car
Don't think I'm bored yet
Riding around
Reading live men's memoirs
Don't think I'm bored just quite yet
Darkest of stars
Oh, it's so bizarre
You only live that long if you throw that far
Hold a mirror up to your pretty face

Live through
Live for
Live large
Live more
Live to tell the tale
(Or die in a ditch by the street)
Beat off
Beat back
Beat them
Beat stack
Beat around the bush
(I don't wanna talk to you no more)

Turn around and say it all again, my friend

Sprite at a bar
And a tire in a car
Don't think I'm bored yet
Riding around
Reading live men's memoirs
Don't think I'm bored just quite yet
Darkest of stars
Oh, it's so bizarre
You only live that long if you throw that far
Hold a mirror up to your grimy face

Love this
Don't you?
Hit me
Won't you?
Kick me when I'm down
Fuck this
Fuck it
Fuck you
Submit
Get up off my back

Turn around and say it all again, my friend

Fight at a bar
Total your car
Don't think I'm bored yet
Riding around
With your brain in a jar
Don't think I'm bored just quite yet
Darkest of stars
Oh, it's so bizarre
You only live that long if you throw that far
Hold a mirror up to your fucking face
Sprite at a bar
And a tire in a car
Don't think I'm bored yet
Riding around
Reading live men's memoirs
Don't think I'm bored just quite yet
Darkest of stars
Oh, it's so bizarre



Credits
Writer(s): Arjun Khurana
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