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Said it's the end of days And we’re just hoping for the beach front property Knowing indecision daring some asshole to take a swing Got a hundred dollars to my name Not sure what it means Trying to take these bastards for a quarter of a million Despite your Mom’s protesting If everything is the same Doom and gloom under a different name Maybe we should find our home in one I hate the rhythm of our lives these days Stare into a dead space, shouting at my phone Ducking in my seat because someone brought a bag into the movie theater Everyone shrugs at the same time Yeah, yeah, we know you’re sick and sad 30 somethings in a bar Play us some nostalgia songs Cause no one really wants to hear about you anymore If everything is the same Doom and gloom under a different name Maybe we should find our home in one We argue and assign the blame No idea that others feel the shame Count on one hand all the good we’ve done Songtexte Said it's the end of days And you’re still pissing in the wind Don’t believe in God Figure he’d be a better planner than this I’m tired anyway Why the hell would I care? I’m tired anyway Aus Songtexte Mania