Sixteen, too bad
Got rage? So sad
Feel Soft? Thanks, dad
Something I'll never be

Loud car, road song
Back seats, ears blown
Six packs and best buds
And we're right out the gate

Lights blind, streets dark
Twenty bucks, just park
Bowl packed, got spark
Man, I don't think that weed

Hate - won't you just sell it to me
Pain - won't you just sell it to me

Doors 8, shows 10
First act won't begin
Pabst Blue Ribbon
Then it's straight to the stage

First song, friends lost
Specs smashed, beers tossed
Fists pumped, pits moshed
fuckin' living the dream

Songs slow, friend search
Take leak, check merch
Thirty dolla t-shirt
This fucking place is insane

Hang back, second set
Take pics, check texts
What the fuck, saw my ex
Think I'm going to

Scream - won't you just sell it to me
Love - won't you just sell it to me

Oh gawd what is that she said
I think it sounded something like
Oh dear what did she say
I think it sounded something like

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

Oh gawd what is that they sing
I can't remember it just right
Gawd damn how does that line go
Oh yeah I think it's something like

Oh gawd what is that they sing
I can't remember it just right
Gawd damn how does that line go
Oh yeah I think it's something like

Prove your our biggest fan
Sign me up
Your data is our demand
Sign me up
FOMO will kill you my man
Sign me up
You better act while you can
Sign me up

Fame - sell it to me
Blood - want you it sell it to me
Girls - why don't you sell it to me
God - just fuckin sell it to me