Record scratch, Steve Miller Band Tattooed necks and tattooed hands Oh how don't you drown in a rain storm? Fresh regrets, vodka sweats The sun is down and we're bound to get Exhausted and so far from the shore
You're never gonna it get I'm a hazard to myself I'll break it to you easy This is hell, this is hell You're looking and whispering You think I'm someone else This is hell, yes Literal hell
We don't have to talk We don't have to dance We don't have to smile We don't have to make friends It's so nice to meet you Let's never meet again We don't have to talk We don't have to dance We don't have to dance
Bottles smash, I raise my hand How can you all even stand it Why is there joy in this poison, oh Faking smiles and confidence Driving miles to capture this excitement I can't take anymore, oh
You're never gonna get it I'm a hazard to myself I'll break it to you easy This is hell, this is hell You're looking and whispering You think I'm someone else This is hell, yes I am in hell
We don't have to talk We don't have to dance We don't have to smile We don't have to make friends It's so nice to meet you Let's never meet again We don't have to talk We don't have to dance We don't have to dance
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
You're never gonna get it I'm a hazard to myself I'll break it to you easy This is hell, this is hell You're looking and whispering You think I'm someone else This is hell, yes Literal hell
We don't have to talk We don't have to dance We don't have to smile We don't have to make friends It's so nice to meet you Let's never meet again We don't have to talk We don't have to dance We don't have to dance
We don't have to talk We don't have to talk We don't have to dance We don't have to talk, talk, talk We don't have to dance We don't have to talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
Compositores: Andy Biersack, John Feldmann, Patrick Stump, Quinn Allman, Zakk Cervini, Matt Pauling & Ricky Reed