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Lyrics

We'll always be a bunch lowlifes
Cause all we do is dream
A bunch of savage animals
We're fighting, we scream
There's no hope for any of us
We'll all die alone
Let's just make the most of it
And make this night our own

Everything and everyone is always on the edge
Sick of always giving up when we just wanna live
It's always fake and make or break and go out on a limb
What's wrong with slowing down and maybe takin it all in?

Saturdays are Mondays and those days ain't fun days
Better days are one days, but these days it's glum days
Saturdays are Mondays and those days ain't fun days
Better days are one days, but these days it's glum days

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Fairytales aren't real
Good people always die
Overwhelming debt
Is why dreams are left outside

Marriage won't end well
Happy endings are so rare
Diamonds in the rough
But no one seems to care

Fairytales aren't real
Good people always die
Overwhelming debt
Is why dreams are left outside

Marriage won't end well
Happy endings are so rare
Diamonds in the rough
But no one seems to care
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We're a bunch of painted vagabonds
Slippin off our rockers now
Lost our marbles and our hope
Face planted on the ground
There's no chance for any of us
Why don't we give up?
We won't ever settle down
We ain't ever done

Why is everything and everyone always down?
Smiling through the pain, and we're {L}aughing {O}ut {L}oud
It's always fine and good but we could snap at any point
How can any of us ever filter out the noise?

These days it's glum days, but good days are soon days
Done with our blue days, give us some new days
These days it's glum days, but good days are soon days
Done with our blue days, give us some new days

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Fairytales aren't real
Good people always die
Overwhelming debt
Is why dreams are left outside

Marriage won't end well
Happy endings are so rare
Diamonds in the rough
But no one seems to care

Fairytales aren't real
Good people always die
Overwhelming debt
Is why dreams are left outside

Marriage won't end well
Happy endings are so rare
Diamonds in the rough
But no one seems to care

Fairytales aren't real
Good people always die
Overwhelming debt
Is why dreams are left outside

Marriage won't end well
Happy endings are so rare
Diamonds in the rough
But no one seems to care
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There's a method to our madness
We're not giving up
It's something about tomorrow
And I want to see it come
Yea, you can tell us that we're wrong
But this is who we are
Cause we're the misfits, the misled
At midnight we're stars

There's a method to our madness
We're not giving up
It's something about tomorrow
And I want to see it come
Yea, you can tell us that we're wrong
But this is who we are
We're the misfits, the misled
At midnight, we're stars