Dead Presidents - Travis Mendes, Jon Bellion

I tried to get some sleep on the flight

But then this thought, it crawled in my mind

It’s ironic that Obama’s alive

But we still chase dead presidents

A businessman that can’t find the time

Forgets to call his daughter at night

Ironic we can all run from life

But we still chase dead presidents

Oh, no matter what we do, we do

Oh, no matter what we do, we do

We still chase dead

We still chase dead presidents

These magazines, they blind and they lie

While politicians plan in the night

Ironic that they say «Vote or Die»

But we still chase dead presidents

A father thinks that money is love

This man, he sees himself in his son

Ironic that we die to stay young

But we still chase dead presidents

Oh, no matter what we do, we do

Oh, no matter what we do, we do

We still chase dead

We still chase dead presidents

Don’t want these presidents to represent me

Don’t want these presidents to represent me

Don’t want these presidents to represent me

Don’t want these dead fucking presidents to represent me

Don’t want these presidents to rep…