We are bad people
We do bad things
We drink and we carouse
We dance and we sing
We are bad people
We cuss and we shout
We jump on tables smashing glasses
We scream at the wrong and call it out
Yes we are bad people
Spend every night at the bar with friends
Falling home after twelve
Until tomorrow we do it all again
We miss our first borns birth
Forget the first words that they said
We miss their first tiny steps
Spend Sunday morning asleep in bed
We are bad people
Can’t live a life like the rich
Walking home late at night
We collapse in a ditch
Wake me up from this stupor
Show me how to see the world
I need something in my future
Something worth changing for
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