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Don't call it a nightmare
We'll never have any dream like this
Don't call it a miracle
We never noticed them anyway
Don't call it a vibration
Count backwards and walk yourself
Back, back, back, back
I never asked you for anything anyway

Drag me up, skinned alive
Take my bones, thrown aside
You can have them, I don't want them back
Push me down, fight for breath, you're alive
I can swim on the floor above you
Have more endurance than you
I can suffer so much better than you

If you want to stab me in the back
Stand behind me first
It all dries up
On you 'cause I'm worth more dead
More dead than alive

We are the cool kids
We are the cool kids
We are the cool kids
We are the cool kids

Don't call it a comeback
I was never here to begin with
Don't call it a resurrection
I could only wish for such things

If you want to stab me in the back
Stand behind me first
It all dries up
On you 'cause I'm worth more dead than alive

Spent too much time trying to figure it out
How the world works and less how I work within it
If I stare into the abyss
It never stares back at me

We don't fight for victory
We fight from it
We are the cool kids
We are the cool kids
We fight from it (Yeah)
Right to you, who are the cool kids?
Look like I'm cool kids now



Credits
Writer(s): Cory Putman, Matthew Putman, Grayson Stewart, Matthew Marquez
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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