Soberland

Chill, it's ok to behave as your age You still have your hair and The Village's fake fame You're waiting for someone, someone that stands your same old wars Whenever you chose that, the line was already too packed But how am I suppose to touch you and stay away? From all the strangers that surround you Yeah, you'd like them as friends I hate your taste, I hate your background Why don't you talk normal once? Boots made you cool when you were underage Now your Mr Soon in your bed of clichés You're waiting for someone, someone that likes it when you bluff Whenever you chose that, don't get upset I'm not the one But how am I supposed to like you and stay away From all the strangers that surround you Yeah, you'd like them as friends I hate your taste, I hate your background Why don't you talk normal once? You're waiting for someone, someone that likes it when you bluff Whenever you chose that, don't get upset I'm not the one You're always gonna mess around Never gonna be around Always gonna mess around (But how am I supposed to?) (Soberland, soberland, sober, sober) But how am I suppose to touch you and stay away? From all the strangers that surround you Yeah, you'd like them as friends I hate your taste, I hate your background Kid talk normal once But how am I suppose to love you and stay away? From all the strangers that surround you Yeah, you'd like them as friends I hate your taste, I hate you Welcome to soberland