Atmosphere - The World Might Not Live Through The Night lyrics
[Atmosphere - The World Might Not Live Through The Night lyrics]
You better dead those tears
Uh, they say the end is near
And I doubt that they were talking
About this can of beer
Get on the purple motorcycle and ride
We're still trying to party like it's 1999
Times out of ten
We're all looking at our fate like a date
And we hoping that she brought her friend
Lean on the same crutches
Like a new game plan ain't
Nothing to fuck with
Pass the judgement 'pon the left hand side
Splash in the flood like
You'll never get dry
Run like the blood from a dead man's pride
Everybody bets with they life
And lately I feel like the meal got tasty
Trying to look at what the
Cook's putting in the gravy
I know I'm not crazy
I just got so much soul the devil hates me
Sing a song we will recite
Worked so long to build your life
But it could feel so wrong to feel alright
When the world might not
Live through the night
Sing a song we will recite
Worked so long to build your life
But it could feel so wrong to feel alright
When the world might not
Live through the night
We're supposed to live in fear
Otherwise mama might see you
In some prison gear
Gotta be a model civilian
And get your name printed on a
Bottle full of pills and
Spill your guts into a dixie cup
Give no fucks, kiss no butts
So edgy, such a rebel
Low levy, another level
But everybody want the same thing
We all want the same things
We all wanna chase dreams
Celebrate trying to maintain
With a little more time
To appreciate this painting
Now pretend you're not alone
And put your hands up in the air like a drone
Yeah, now hold 'em over your head
Like your home got invaded by the feds
Sing a song we will recite
Worked so long to build your life
But it could feel so wrong to feel alright
When the world might not
Live through the night
Sing a song we will recite
Worked so long to build your life
But it could feel so wrong to feel alright
When the world might not
Live through the night
Apocalyptic, little predictable
Opportunity, hypocritical
I got a wristband, give me access
We gonna party 'til they bomb Minneapolis
And we'll admit that it's not that complex
Just a big popularity contest
Working with the same tools
Ever since grade school
Now say a prayer for the
Pimp and pump the keg, dude
And if you try, you could get so high
Convinced you could kiss the sky
And that seem better than trying
To be a better friend hold your breath in
And then dive in the decadence
I'm lucky I'm alive just to represent
And document my life in the present tense
So I'ma keep talking shit
Until mama nature kicks us off the tit
Sing a song we will recite
Worked so long to build your life
But it could feel so wrong to feel alright
When the world might not
Live through the night
Sing a song we will recite
Worked so long to build your life
But it could feel so wrong to feel alright
When the world might not
Live through the night
Uh, they say the end is near
And I doubt that they were talking
About this can of beer
Get on the purple motorcycle and ride
We're still trying to party like it's 1999
Times out of ten
We're all looking at our fate like a date
And we hoping that she brought her friend
Lean on the same crutches
Like a new game plan ain't
Nothing to fuck with
Pass the judgement 'pon the left hand side
Splash in the flood like
You'll never get dry
Run like the blood from a dead man's pride
Everybody bets with they life
And lately I feel like the meal got tasty
Trying to look at what the
Cook's putting in the gravy
I know I'm not crazy
I just got so much soul the devil hates me
Sing a song we will recite
Worked so long to build your life
But it could feel so wrong to feel alright
When the world might not
Live through the night
Sing a song we will recite
Worked so long to build your life
But it could feel so wrong to feel alright
When the world might not
Live through the night
We're supposed to live in fear
Otherwise mama might see you
In some prison gear
Gotta be a model civilian
And get your name printed on a
Bottle full of pills and
Spill your guts into a dixie cup
Give no fucks, kiss no butts
So edgy, such a rebel
Low levy, another level
But everybody want the same thing
We all want the same things
We all wanna chase dreams
Celebrate trying to maintain
With a little more time
To appreciate this painting
Now pretend you're not alone
And put your hands up in the air like a drone
Yeah, now hold 'em over your head
Like your home got invaded by the feds
Sing a song we will recite
Worked so long to build your life
But it could feel so wrong to feel alright
When the world might not
Live through the night
Sing a song we will recite
Worked so long to build your life
But it could feel so wrong to feel alright
When the world might not
Live through the night
Apocalyptic, little predictable
Opportunity, hypocritical
I got a wristband, give me access
We gonna party 'til they bomb Minneapolis
And we'll admit that it's not that complex
Just a big popularity contest
Working with the same tools
Ever since grade school
Now say a prayer for the
Pimp and pump the keg, dude
And if you try, you could get so high
Convinced you could kiss the sky
And that seem better than trying
To be a better friend hold your breath in
And then dive in the decadence
I'm lucky I'm alive just to represent
And document my life in the present tense
So I'ma keep talking shit
Until mama nature kicks us off the tit
Sing a song we will recite
Worked so long to build your life
But it could feel so wrong to feel alright
When the world might not
Live through the night
Sing a song we will recite
Worked so long to build your life
But it could feel so wrong to feel alright
When the world might not
Live through the night