Soberland

Chill, it's ok to behave as your age
 You still have your hair and The Village's fake fame
 You're waiting for someone, someone that stands your same old wars
 Whenever you chose that, the line was already too packed
 But how am I suppose to touch you and stay away?
 From all the strangers that surround you
 Yeah, you'd like them as friends
 I hate your taste, I hate your background
 Why don't you talk normal once?
 Boots made you cool when you were underage
 Now your Mr Soon in your bed of clichés
 You're waiting for someone, someone that likes it when you bluff
 Whenever you chose that, don't get upset I'm not the one
 But how am I supposed to like you and stay away
 From all the strangers that surround you
 Yeah, you'd like them as friends
 I hate your taste, I hate your background
 Why don't you talk normal once?
 You're waiting for someone, someone that likes it when you bluff
 Whenever you chose that, don't get upset I'm not the one
 You're always gonna mess around
 Never gonna be around
 Always gonna mess around
 (But how am I supposed to?)
 (Soberland, soberland, sober, sober)
 But how am I suppose to touch you and stay away?
 From all the strangers that surround you
 Yeah, you'd like them as friends
 I hate your taste, I hate your background
 Kid talk normal once
 But how am I suppose to love you and stay away?
 From all the strangers that surround you
 Yeah, you'd like them as friends
 I hate your taste, I hate you
 Welcome to soberland