[Intro]
1, 2, 3, 4
I get to know myself every weekend and I’m weak
[Verse 1]
Hangovers feel good when I know it’s the last one
Then I feel so good that I have another one
Last Friday, I took acid and mushrooms
I did not transcend, I felt like a walking piece of shit
In a stupid looking jacket
So I walked around town and felt like I was in Sodom
There were filthy people seeking comfort for their bodies
It was so obscene
Filled with loathing and religious fervor
I laid on my friend’s bedroom floor for an hour
And tried not to piss my pants
[Pre-Chorus 1]
And then I saw Jesus
And he said
[Chorus 1]
“Who are you to go against the word of my father?" And
"Who are you? The scum of the Earth”
No we are just, we are just, we are just teens of style
Oh we are just, we are just, we are just teens of style
1, 2, 3, 4
I get to know myself every weekend and I’m weak
[Verse 1]
Hangovers feel good when I know it’s the last one
Then I feel so good that I have another one
Last Friday, I took acid and mushrooms
I did not transcend, I felt like a walking piece of shit
In a stupid looking jacket
So I walked around town and felt like I was in Sodom
There were filthy people seeking comfort for their bodies
It was so obscene
Filled with loathing and religious fervor
I laid on my friend’s bedroom floor for an hour
And tried not to piss my pants
[Pre-Chorus 1]
And then I saw Jesus
And he said
[Chorus 1]
“Who are you to go against the word of my father?" And
"Who are you? The scum of the Earth”
No we are just, we are just, we are just teens of style
Oh we are just, we are just, we are just teens of style
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