Lyrics: Brett
Music: Brett
Sabotage sabotage
It’s a mirage
Smoke a little grass in your cousin’s garage
Sabotage sabotage
It’s a facade
Ripping shitty solos on electric guitar
Play another hopeless opus
Let the world go out of focus
Summer’s dead it feels so tragic
Graduate below the average
Drinking all your parents absinthe
Highly motivated slackers
I can’t decide to give a **** or not (yeah)
Copascetic soaked in magic
On your bed we’re stoned as statues
Sabotage sabotage
It’s so bizarre
Making vapor trails with cigarettes in the dark
Sabotage sabotage
The future is ours
We can live forever do whatever we want
Play another hopeless opus
Let the world go out of focus
Summer’s dead it feels so tragic
Graduate below the average
Drinking all your parents absinthe
Highly motivated slackers
I can’t decide to give a **** or not (yeah)
Copascetic soaked in magic
On your bed we’re stoned
Burn another book of matches
Build a mountain out of ashes
Start to sink into the matress
Spinning mellon collie and the infinite sadness
Summer’s dead it feels so tragic
Graduate below the average
Drinking all your parents absinthe
Highly motivated slackers
I can’t decide to give a **** or not (yeah)
Copascetic soaked in magic
On your bed we’re stoned as statues