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[skt]

we're satisfied, we are impressed by the massive amounts of intoxication
walking down the street, lightshade, tip off my hat
will someone hold my head up, i just want to see the sunrise
i can't say what we're doing is too wrong
but i will say that we're burning our lungs, and doing just fine,
having the goddamn time of our lives, filling the air with empty screams
and emptying the bottle, filling our liver with wet dreams
ha-ha, let's not make this a goddamn chorus line
and instead of standing in line, in single file let's rush the club
party until our grey skin, and blue lips give up
face first in the gutter, making up for lost drinks
let's endulge in the lifestyle of the rich and famous
for once let's be the party crashers,
a night in jail will do wonders for my complexion and my posture

i feel a certain villany in the way you hold your head curled up to mine
all i want to do is suck the drink from your lips, as they curl and blue
face first in the gutter, making up for lost drinks
screaming last call but begging for another round
i wanna drink until my body runs into the ground and then some
your lipstick matches the fever of the night, and we're painting the town a goddamn love story
i was wrong.
how could i be wrong when there's too much that's right, (right now.)
i was wrong
give the glass one last rub and we'll run home to sin all night
face first in the gutter, making up for lost drinks
face first in the gutter, making up for lost drinks

i am pleased, and repulsed by our conduct and manner
clapping in time to my heartbeat, and the drums couldn't have timed it better
i am pleased, and repulsed by our current manner
clapping in time, and grasping each arm to your side

face first in the gutter, making up for lost drinks.