Noses

Steve and Blake been waiting for the bus for quite sometime
They've been playing a game of good ol' "who's gonna make it out alive?"

Them filthy privileged white boys
Drew their blood and blew one out
Sheltered by the fuzz
The deepest cut was doubt in their town

But we've all gathered round
Necking spirits that amount
To pouring out
Showers of shallow indebted heads

And we've all gathered round
Getting wasted with the lot
Way up where
It's okay
To keep our noses to ourselves

Nancy's kept her eyes on the road
Louisiana to New York
13 hundred miles away from home
To bar the burial of a new born

Oh the Pontiff was caught red-handed
Pointing fingers, calling names
While Donnie's out here heating up our space

But we've all gathered round
Necking spirits to the sound of despair
Assuming that the papers write themselves

And we've all gathered round
Getting wasted with the lot
Way up where
It's okay
To keep our noses to ourselves

We really don't know much
So we'll wait
We'll wait until we do
Cause we're right here and we're right now
And we've got all time to wait

Oh we really don't know much
So we'll wait, we'll wait, we'll wait
While feeding off of algorithmic opiates
Oh we're so amused, can't you tell

That we won't tell you where we stand
Cause we love to make it so
That we're unfamiliar with our frames of mind?

Oh we won't tell you where we stand
Cause we love to make it so
That we're unfamiliar with our frames of mind

I gave my all to her
Made a promise to forget about it all
She said "Forget the world, and look like you're falling in love"
"Forget the world, you look like you're falling in love"
She said "Forget the world, you feel like you're falling in love"
"You feel like you're falling in love"
Oh

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