You can find us in the streets
High until the am
Wading through a stream of dreams
Making all the mayhem
We are the broken bodies
We are the broken bodies
We are the broken bodies
We are the broken bodies
Get me a mirror
Do I look as fucked up as I feel
Don’t you know it’s hard to keep it real
They don’t even know who I really am
They just take a scroll down the Instagram
Twenty-four seven three six five
Wonder what I did in the past life
If I could go back would I rewind
We a little fucked up in our own way
Getting fucked up til the night fade
One day we'll figure it out
Tonight that ain't what this is about
Searching our pockets for some loose change
Bit strange how we all strange
New wave, sipping d’usse
Roll up the doja, my band-aid
High until the am
Wading through a stream of dreams
Making all the mayhem
We are the broken bodies
We are the broken bodies
We are the broken bodies
We are the broken bodies
Get me a mirror
Do I look as fucked up as I feel
Don’t you know it’s hard to keep it real
They don’t even know who I really am
They just take a scroll down the Instagram
Twenty-four seven three six five
Wonder what I did in the past life
If I could go back would I rewind
We a little fucked up in our own way
Getting fucked up til the night fade
One day we'll figure it out
Tonight that ain't what this is about
Searching our pockets for some loose change
Bit strange how we all strange
New wave, sipping d’usse
Roll up the doja, my band-aid
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