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The Front Bottoms

The Bass Is Too Loud

 

The Bass Is Too Loud


The bass is too loud, the bass is too loud
The bass is too loud, the walls are too thin, it's making it hard to sleep
While God helps those who help themselves, he ain't done much for me
And our relationship is changing, it's not such a bad thing, it's just not what it used to be
And it doesn't make it better when I save up all my money, then you tell me you could get it for free
Just stop, it doesn't even matter anymore

'Cause it is darker than black, and it's lighter than white
It's the things I thought were dead in me that are coming to life
And it's a happy time, but the last thing I need
When every other person here wants every other to leave

The bass is too loud, the walls are too thin, it's making it hard to sleep
And I probably should have gone to the hospital, but I decided to let it bleed
And our relationship is changing, it's not such a bad thing, it's just not what it used to be
And it doesn't make it better when I save up all my money, then you tell me you could get it for free
So just stop, just stop, so just stop
It doesn't even matter anymore (oh, just stop)

'Cause it is darker than black, and it's lighter than white
It's the things I thought were dead in me that are coming to life
It's a happy time, but the last thing I need
When every other person here wants every other to leave

And it's darker than black, and it's lighter than white
It's the things I thought were dead in me that are coming to life
And it's a happy time, but the last thing I need
When every other person here wants every other to leave

Just stop
Every other to leave
Wants every other to leave

The bass is too loud, the walls are too thin (wants every other to leave)
The bass is too loud, the walls are too thin (wants every other to leave)
The bass is too loud, the walls are too thin (wants every other to leave)
The bass is too loud, the walls are too thin (wants every other to leave)
Walls are too thin. Walls are too thin (wants ever other to leave)
Walls are too thin. Walls are too thin. Walls are too thin

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