Dazy - Telltale

Do you feel like caving

Could you fall apart

Do you think we’re spineless or just too cold at heart

Do you feel like paper in between glass walls

Did you pick them up or drag your hands through the shards

Don’t lose your grip

So get up and get out, yeah, get faded

Spend your Saturday nights feeling jaded

Never make the time for stress and never make amends

So get up and go out out with your fake friends

Spend your Saturday nights with the bar bands

Never have to call home, play the victim, just an open hand

Do you feel degraded

A bit worse-for-wear

Don’t you think you’re too young to show such disrepair

Does the sun come out but never seem to shine

Did you pray for daybreak with your hands intertwined

Don’t lose your grip

Don’t lose your grip

So get up and get out, yeah, get faded

Spend your Saturday nights feeling jaded

Never make the time for stress and never make amends

So get up and go out out with your fake friends

Spend your Saturday nights with the bar bands

Never have to call home, play the victim, just an open hand

Don’t lose your grip

So get up and get out, yeah, get faded

Spend your Saturday nights feeling jaded

Never make the time for stress and never make amends

So get up and go out out with your fake friends

Spend your Saturday nights with the bar bands

Never have to call home, play the victim, just an open hand