Real Sports

(альбом: Anthology - 2017)

Friday night and GoldenEye
Make fun for a party for everyone
Or by yourself just drunk as fuck
And I don't have the time
To be waking up just before the sunrise
You get locked out of your house
They won't find you

You're by yourself
With no one else
Your face is a place
For my eyes now

And you'll ride the night
With Miller Light
And I'll skate til I hit the curtains is up now
Sun is on and it's way too hot
And yeah, I'll survive
In a house with my friends I can taste the sweat now
Fuck board games as a prize
I hate them now

And I'm by myself
And you're drinking now
You're telling jokes
Way too loud