Serbia Drums

We've known working in obscurity and we'll know it again
We know that they're almost done with what they need from us
We know that the only way they'll be back is sometime if and when
They know we have something they can sell and turn to dust
And turn to dust, and turn to dust

If you would've told me how things are
I would've thought that we had won
If you would've told me how things are
I wonder how it happened
Looking out that night from Dolores Park
You'd think it all turned out to be like we plotted and schemed
Why does it feel empty anyway?

We wrote every single note and chord of every single song
Lived through every stupid argument about being legit
About being legit, about being legit

If you would've told me how things are
I would've thought that we had won
If you would've told me how things are
I wonder how it happened
Looking out that night from Dolores Park
You'd think it all turned out to be like we plotted and schemed
Why does it feel empty anyway?

Infidels, liars and believers
Know-it-alls, ingénues and dreamers
CEOs, goons, overachievers
Future shock, something like a fever
Something like a fever
Something like a fever
Something like a fever
Something like a fever

If you would've told me how things are
I would've thought that we had won
If you would've told me how things are
I wonder how it happened
Looking out that night from Dolores Park
You'd think it all turned out to be like we plotted and schemed
Why does it feel empty anyway?

If you would've told me how things are
If you would've told me how things are
If you would've told me how things are



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Joseph Offer, Rafael Cohen, James Christopher Iii Egan
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