Thrills

Woo! Five in the morning I feel alright Out in the open it's cold, just two cigarettes He says, "Now, now, ya kid, you'd kill for a fight, ooh But sometimes your will's better dead than alive" She said, "I'm no frills, all thrills, obsessed with the stars" I said, "I hate hugs, love drugs, and drive a shitty car" But if you're up, but down I'll sweep you off your feet But it's still my only one, just don't yack in the back seat Yeah, we're so wasteful, and we've only got five years No indication of where it all begins Late-late-late in November I'm not the same It's easy to hide when no one's looking for you Oh well, I wanna be seen just not candidly Well, I'll pay to stream but only come and watch if it's free Your friends are all goals, no soul, well-dressed, hell stressed We're all too happy, too sad to clean up the mess So when there's nothing new but people faking orgasms here Keep your real friends far and your fake friends near Well, we're so wasteful, and we've only got five years No indication of where it all begins