Living Room Song

Guy on the radio sounds like a budget Steven Hawking
Keeps trying to tell me that The Bible says the world is ending
It goes down around May 20th, so I guess this song is pointless
You’re never gonna hear it
But if the world ends, I hope I’m in
My living room with best friends
So raise your glasses
We don’t have trouble sleeping
No one, no one’s gonna take that away from me
We don’t have trouble sleeping
We know, we know who we wanna be
Fuck some movie that I swore Keanu Reeves was in
These doomsday prophesies are all gonna amount to nothing
And so, for now, I’m calling bullshit
If the Mayans don’t believe it, why should I be any different?
But if the world ends, I hope I’m in
My living room with good friends
So raise your glasses
We don’t have trouble sleeping
No one, no one’s gonna take that away from me
We don’t have trouble sleeping
We know, we know who we wanna be
This week is gonna swallow me
But when it spits me out, I’m landing on my feet
I’m going to bed tonight in my New Found Glory hoodie
So fuck the world, (so fuck the world), and what it wants me to be
So fuck the world, (so fuck the world), and what it wants me to be
So fuck the world, (so fuck the world), and what it wants me to be
So fuck the world, (so fuck the world), so fuck the world
We don’t have trouble sleeping
No one, no one’s gonna take that away from me
We don’t have trouble sleeping
We know, we know who we wanna be
We don’t have trouble sleeping (so fuck the world)
No one, no one’s gonna take that away from me (so fuck the world)
We don’t have trouble sleeping (so fuck the world)
We know, We know who we wanna be (so fuck the world)
We don’t have trouble sleeping
No one, no one’s gonna take that away from me
We don’t have trouble sleeping
We know, we know who we wanna be