"MYGOD" lyrics

Stare into it, bro
Bastards

Handing out the cameras so you can see what's up
Judging all the damage, the bruises and the cuts
Time was hard to manage, I keep becoming stuck
Chips were on your shoulders, already headlined the show

'Least we kept in touch, I forgot your name
Baby, please don't judge, you are still the same
All along, all along, I was here
All along, all along, here, I swear
All along, oh, you must've lost your damn mind
I'm afraid you're wasting my time
Baby, it's a long, lonely, night without

Handing out the cameras so you can see what's up
Judging all the damage, the bruises and the cuts
Time was hard to manage, I keep be—