We all grew up loitering in parking complexes
Harboring martyr complexes
Brandishing stigmatas in the snow
1948, my grandpa dealt with the nerves
With some dutch courage to access confidence reserves
And I haven't found a better way to deal with it yet
2008, my father's irate when stressed
Bright red, overworked at best
And I haven't found a better way to deal with it yet
I spent so many years trying to feign chill
But maybe I would have told you sooner if every
Villain in the movies wasn't mentally ill
But if I could go way back and just change one thing
I would never have caused all this suffering
If I could go right back, way back in time
Not've been at war with myself, would have had peacetime
And I'll feel it when I feel it when I'm all alone
And I'm up at night in my unwashed clothes
And I'm thinking 'bout it, thinking 'bout death all the time
Until I slowly feel like I'm losing my mind
What a time to be alive
What a time to be alive
The kids grew up with their Kurt Cobain fantasies
Until they became bitter realities
'Cause they realized being ill ain't sexy
Because heaven knows that this is hell
This is not artistic freedom
It's a jail cell
Which will always be in us
It's a dictator taking cognitive control
It's a werewolf, slowly eating my soul
It makes me hungry even when I feel full
But if I could go way back and just change one thing
I would never have caused all this suffering
If I could go right back, way back in time
Not've been at war with myself, would have had peacetime
And I'll feel it when I feel it when I'm all alone
And I'm up at night in my unwashed clothes
And I'm thinking 'bout it, thinking 'bout it all the time
Until I begin to feel like I'm losing my mind
What a crime to be alive
What a crime to be alive
We are running on time
We are running on time
Is this what heaven feels like?
Do you wanna know what heaven feels like?
Is this what Nirvana feels like?
What did Nirvana feel like?
We're enlightened, I think we're enlightened now
And I'll feel it when I feel it when I'm all alone
And I'm up at night in my unwashed clothes
But I'll try not to focus on always being in control
Because after all we were all raised by wolves
Wolves
Picturesque!
The Trust Fund Kids - Picturesque Lyrics
The Trust Fund Kids - Picturesque Lyrics
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We all grew up loitering in parking complexes
Harboring martyr complexes
Brandishing stigmatas in the snow
1948, my grandpa dealt with the nerves
With some dutch courage to access confidence reserves
And I haven't found a better way to deal with it yet
2008, my father's irate when stressed
Bright red, overworked at best
And I haven't found a better way to deal with it yet
I spent so many years trying to feign chill
But maybe I would have told you sooner if every
Villain in the movies wasn't mentally ill
But if I could go way back and just change one thing
I would never have caused all this suffering
If I could go right back, way back in time
Not've been at war with myself, would have had peacetime
And I'll feel it when I feel it when I'm all alone
And I'm up at night in my unwashed clothes
And I'm thinking 'bout it, thinking 'bout death all the time
Until I slowly feel like I'm losing my mind
What a time to be alive
What a time to be alive
The kids grew up with their Kurt Cobain fantasies
Until they became bitter realities
'Cause they realized being ill ain't sexy
Because heaven knows that this is hell
This is not artistic freedom
It's a jail cell
Which will always be in us
It's a dictator taking cognitive control
It's a werewolf, slowly eating my soul
It makes me hungry even when I feel full
But if I could go way back and just change one thing
I would never have caused all this suffering
If I could go right back, way back in time
Not've been at war with myself, would have had peacetime
And I'll feel it when I feel it when I'm all alone
And I'm up at night in my unwashed clothes
And I'm thinking 'bout it, thinking 'bout it all the time
Until I begin to feel like I'm losing my mind
What a crime to be alive
What a crime to be alive
We are running on time
We are running on time
Is this what heaven feels like?
Do you wanna know what heaven feels like?
Is this what Nirvana feels like?
What did Nirvana feel like?
We're enlightened, I think we're enlightened now
And I'll feel it when I feel it when I'm all alone
And I'm up at night in my unwashed clothes
But I'll try not to focus on always being in control
Because after all we were all raised by wolves
Wolves
Picturesque!
Harboring martyr complexes
Brandishing stigmatas in the snow
1948, my grandpa dealt with the nerves
With some dutch courage to access confidence reserves
And I haven't found a better way to deal with it yet
2008, my father's irate when stressed
Bright red, overworked at best
And I haven't found a better way to deal with it yet
I spent so many years trying to feign chill
But maybe I would have told you sooner if every
Villain in the movies wasn't mentally ill
But if I could go way back and just change one thing
I would never have caused all this suffering
If I could go right back, way back in time
Not've been at war with myself, would have had peacetime
And I'll feel it when I feel it when I'm all alone
And I'm up at night in my unwashed clothes
And I'm thinking 'bout it, thinking 'bout death all the time
Until I slowly feel like I'm losing my mind
What a time to be alive
What a time to be alive
The kids grew up with their Kurt Cobain fantasies
Until they became bitter realities
'Cause they realized being ill ain't sexy
Because heaven knows that this is hell
This is not artistic freedom
It's a jail cell
Which will always be in us
It's a dictator taking cognitive control
It's a werewolf, slowly eating my soul
It makes me hungry even when I feel full
But if I could go way back and just change one thing
I would never have caused all this suffering
If I could go right back, way back in time
Not've been at war with myself, would have had peacetime
And I'll feel it when I feel it when I'm all alone
And I'm up at night in my unwashed clothes
And I'm thinking 'bout it, thinking 'bout it all the time
Until I begin to feel like I'm losing my mind
What a crime to be alive
What a crime to be alive
We are running on time
We are running on time
Is this what heaven feels like?
Do you wanna know what heaven feels like?
Is this what Nirvana feels like?
What did Nirvana feel like?
We're enlightened, I think we're enlightened now
And I'll feel it when I feel it when I'm all alone
And I'm up at night in my unwashed clothes
But I'll try not to focus on always being in control
Because after all we were all raised by wolves
Wolves
Picturesque!
Writer: Kevin Connor
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid