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