"Fauxllennium" lyrics

Some people go out for the fresh air
Some people go out for the pain
So tie my arms together
And fuck me in the face
Pick up the pieces and put them back together again

Some people think life's just a game
Some people got something to say
But I just go

Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nahh
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nahh
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nahh

Well how do you like this sand?
Well it's quite, write in the sand with the brunt of his finger
I don't like the sand
Well I don't see what the man's writing
What are you writing, old man
Old man, don't you give me the opportunity-

I want a revolution for a pool house with a view
I'd slit my generation and we got nothing to do
Some get addicted and it's only adds to their giving-up

Some people need someone to save
Some people need someone to crave
But I just-

Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nahh
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nahh
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nahh
Nah-nah-nahh
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nahh
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nahh
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nahh
Nah-nah-nahh