Party With the Kids Who Wanna Party With You - Bad Moves

I’ve been running through this world just trying to pass through my days

Wondering what the odds say about catching a break

I asked my phone, she said I don’t know

She said one day you will too fade away

Till then, bask in my glory

Got a decade in my pocket and it ain’t coming back

A sucker selling content, I’ve been running the track

Shaking hands, building brands, posting Instagrams of my cat

Christ, you know it ain’t easy

Always coming up with something to say

I wanna tell you everything I’ve been thinking

But it never seems to come out that way

It comes out kinda twisted and strange

Like prophecies and long dark days

Like I used to think we’d go out in a nuclear war

Don’t know much has changed, but I don’t think that no more

I’m not trying to say we won’t see the day

There’s a genocide of the poor

It just might come in a heatwave

And that’s something no one’s trying to hear

You wash it down with liquor and beer

And spend the night with someone who’s near

And party with the kids who wanna party with you

You’re already in deep, you wanna watch for the cue

Consent isn’t complex, just no one taught it to you

Keep that in mind every day, everything that you do

‘Cause someone might be listening to you

When you’re coming up with something to say

To keep your mind quiet, scream out

To keep your mind quiet scream out

And I’ll meet you at the back of the bar

I’m asking my old friends «How you doing?»

I say «How do you even know who you are?»

I wanna tell you everything I’ve been thinking

But you’re telling me I took it too far

I take a take a ride on a heatwave

And crash into the rising sea

I got myself a SIM card, it’s prepaid

To tell me just what’s wrong with me

I asked my latest OS and she said «Pray for sweet singularity»

She said come on, get, get, get down on your knees