Sink Me

There was a time where we had nothing at our fingers
And all of the music groups had guitars and drums and singers
We had to go to Kinko's to liberate photo copies
We distributed our punk rock tunes with CD-Rs and floppies

We drove around the country in a van with no A/C
We met all sorts of folk the kinds you never see
We didn't even start from a reality show
We played in our garage uphill both ways in snow

Rejection letters from all the labels
We will revolt and turn the tables
Spread the music far and wide
Then we'll commit band suicide

Like me. Love me. Link me. Sink me

The kids they have it easy with the gram and the you tube
I listen to the EDM but I guess I'm still a noob
I guess I'm growing old because I'm still waiting for the drop
This sounds just like a modem and you call this bullshit pop?

Rejection letters from all the labels
We will revolt and turn the tables
Spread the music far and wide
Then we'll commit band suicide

Like me. Love me. Link me. Sink me



Credits
Writer(s): Nathan Ammons
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