Punks - Vincent Achram/Nevve
Lyrics by：Vincent Achram/Henri Lanz/Keeley Bumford/William Rappaport
Composed by：Vincent Achram/Henri Lanz/Keeley Bumford/William Rappaport
We were young we were punks forever
Yeah we thought we were f**king clever
Oh oh oh-oh-oh-oh you know
Apathy like a suit of armor blow
A kiss to the tragic glamour
Oh oh oh-oh-oh-oh you know
Sneakin' around to the parties parties
Taping my hand to the forties forties
Everybody gettin' faded gettin' faded celebrated
Mixing the Jack with Bacardi
Praying the bar doesn't card me
Everybody feeling weightless get your feet back off the ground
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Little cracks underneath the pressure
Cigarettes burnin' out together
You know-oh oh
On the edge but we all knew better
'Cause in the end nothing really matters
Ahh
Sneakin' around to the parties parties
Taping my hand to the forties forties
Everybody gettin' faded gettin' faded celebrated
Mixing the Jack with Bacardi
Praying the bar doesn't card me
Everybody feeling weightless get your feet back off the ground
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
In the taking there
Parties
Sneakin' around to the parties parties
Taping my hand to the forties forties
Everybody gettin' faded gettin' faded celebrated
Mixing the Jack with Bacardi
Praying the bar doesn't card me
Everybody feeling weightless get your feet back off the ground
Oh-oh
You and me you and me you and me you and me
Yeah we used to be punks punks punks
'Cause back in the day
You and me you and me you and me you and me
Yeah we used to be punks punks
Punks punks punks
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
