Matchless, Considerable Weirdness, The B48 Home Songtext
von Bomb the Music Industry!

8 pm
The city′s leaking the spirits of happiness
Faking small talk
Getting warmer, fueled by a new power

Tear up the north end
You gotta tear up the north end
Uh huh

I can't say I don′t wanna be the kid
Who drinks at Matchless or Enid's
And never seems concerned 'bout the tab
But from where I′m sitting in between
Two parked cars sipping a tall boy, it really don′t seem that bad


Sometimes you blow off your best friends
Sometimes you blow off your best friends
Because you're getting stuck on all the shame
Your shitty future brings
Someone can′t wake up 'cause their
Alarm clock plugs into their dreams
Someone′s waking up forgetting things that they don't need
Forgetting me

I was tired of feeling older so I took it upon myself to act dumber
I was always stuck on smarter
But I traded all the smarts to just feel younger
So let′s get dumber

Someone's waking up forgetting
Someone's waking up forgetting me

Someone′s waking up forgetting
Someone′s waking up forgetting me

Someone's waking up forgetting
Someone′s waking up forgetting me