Until the Sun Comes Up

We’re living aloud, who needs a radio?
If you’re here right now then you already know
Leave it at the door, come on and raise your cup
We’re burning it down until the sun comes up
I still remember when I cared what people thought about me
They mocked my music, my hair like I was some kind of freak
I was awkward, paranoid, so scared that I’d barely speak
Until I said «Fuck it, they can suck it! It’s more fun being me!»
Yeah, I know who I am
I do what I want 'cause I know that I can!
We’re living aloud, who needs a radio?
If you’re here right now then you already know
Leave it at the door, come on and raise your cup
We’re burning it down until the sun comes up
So what’s the point of stressing out about what everyone thinks?
It doesn’t matter at all 'cause they’ve got nothing on me
They sit at home, and bitch and moan 'cause they’re all too scared to live
They can throw their sticks and their stones but I’ve got no fucks left to give
I ain’t got no fucks
Ah, fuck it
We’re living aloud, who needs a radio?
If you’re here right now then you already know
Leave it at the door, come on and raise your cup
We’re burning it down until the sun comes up