I just wanna live inside sometimes
Don't wanna have to beg you to subscribe
Are you a man before your father dies?
"But what’s a man these days?" I hear you cry
And are we raising up our children right?
Is my career gonna reignite?
See all the virtue signalers tonight
I want that bandwagon to pass me by
Well, I've been scratching around in the dirt
Looking for meaning in the cold, cold earth
To gather in what's left of your self-worth
Cause only love is what survives of us
Cause I hold onto you
And you hold onto me
A tiny victory in the age of anxiety
Do those kids know that I was somebody?
And I’ve kept all my texts from Amy
My mother was one of those bodies
Another stranger off the ferry
Don't wanna put my hands up in the air
And raise my phone up like I just don't care
And [?] blow me down the White House stairs
Oh, did I waste my time on all that prayer?
No, I won't be your apparatchik
And be the kind who's blind to all its magic
So here comes your European exit
With asylum seekers in your attic
So I hold onto you
And you hold onto me
A tiny victory in the age of anxiety
Today I do not feel like being strong
I don't wanna admit to the world I'm wrong
Don't make me feel that I have to belong
I hope the band won’t make me sing along
Cause I hold onto you
And you hold onto me
A tiny victory in the age of anxiety
A shining victory in the age of anxiety
I hope the band won’t make me sing along
I hope the band won't make me sing along
Oh, mmm
The age of anxiety
I hope the band
I hope the band
I hope the band
I hope the band
I hope the band won’t make me
Whoa, whoa
I hope the band won't make me
Whoa, whoa
I hope the band won't make me
Whoa, whoa
I hope the band won't make me
Whoa, whoa (Love survives of us)
Whoa, whoa (Love survives of us)
Whoa, whoa (Only love survives of us)
(Whoa, only love survives of us)
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