Disrepair
Are you really over it
Have you recognized
Have you reconciled
Are you lying to yourself?
I finally found out the meaning of life
It's only guns and knives
I know that we're in disrepair
When you look thru me with that Bryn Mawr stare
We knew it deep down all along
But we told ourselves nothing's wrong
Have another go at it, with conviction
No submission, don't question yourself
You've got to weigh opportunity cost
Sometimes you take the Loss
I know that we're in disrepair
When you look thru me with that Bryn Mawr stare
We knew it deep down all along
But we told ourselves nothing's wrong
Do you misunderstand me
Or understand me perfectly
How many times will this story be repeated
It was always just in my head
But oh, I feel so defeated
I possess no self control
When I say these words
When I make you hurt
I Growl and I bite
I finally found out the meaning of life
Its only guns and knives
I know that we're in disrepair
When you look thru me with that Bryn Mawr stare
We knew it deep down all along
But we told ourselves nothing's wrong
Do you misunderstand me
Or understand me perfectly
Been taken for a ride, out come the knives
It was always right in front of me
I finally found out the meaning of life
Trading dreams, for bitter vacancies
Trading dreams, for bitter vacancies
Trading dreams, for bitter vacancies
Trading dreams
Trading dreams
Have you recognized
Have you reconciled
Are you lying to yourself?
I finally found out the meaning of life
It's only guns and knives
I know that we're in disrepair
When you look thru me with that Bryn Mawr stare
We knew it deep down all along
But we told ourselves nothing's wrong
Have another go at it, with conviction
No submission, don't question yourself
You've got to weigh opportunity cost
Sometimes you take the Loss
I know that we're in disrepair
When you look thru me with that Bryn Mawr stare
We knew it deep down all along
But we told ourselves nothing's wrong
Do you misunderstand me
Or understand me perfectly
How many times will this story be repeated
It was always just in my head
But oh, I feel so defeated
I possess no self control
When I say these words
When I make you hurt
I Growl and I bite
I finally found out the meaning of life
Its only guns and knives
I know that we're in disrepair
When you look thru me with that Bryn Mawr stare
We knew it deep down all along
But we told ourselves nothing's wrong
Do you misunderstand me
Or understand me perfectly
Been taken for a ride, out come the knives
It was always right in front of me
I finally found out the meaning of life
Trading dreams, for bitter vacancies
Trading dreams, for bitter vacancies
Trading dreams, for bitter vacancies
Trading dreams
Trading dreams
Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Ressler, Scott Biggerstaff, Sean Banister
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