We, the Uninspired - JAX Remix
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๐ Lyrics
Hey miss die a little
Cuts and bruises will always heal
But you still pick your poison
When you dream of alcohol and pills
Hey miss die a little
How do you expect yourself to live?
Punch me awake, we're the uninspired
There'll be no white flags over the heads
Of the sick and tired
The world is for the living not the dead
But we're still the uninspired
Hey mister always wonder
Why's the inside of your head so filled
That you can't see your future
Through all the walls you've ever built
Hey mister always wonder
How do you expect yourself to live?
Punch me awake, we're the uninspired
There'll be no white flags over the heads
Of the sick and tired
Maybe it's the standing still that kills
What's alive inside us
The world is for the living not the dead
But we're still the uninspired
March me in with the rank and file
Bury me in deep denial
I'll sit here and gladly smile
With the rest of the uninspired
Punch me awake, we're the uninspired
There'll be no white flags over the heads
Of the sick and tired
Maybe it's the standing still that kills
What's alive inside us
The world is for the living not the dead
But we're still the uninspired
We're still the uninspired
Cuts and bruises will always heal
But you still pick your poison
When you dream of alcohol and pills
Hey miss die a little
How do you expect yourself to live?
Punch me awake, we're the uninspired
There'll be no white flags over the heads
Of the sick and tired
The world is for the living not the dead
But we're still the uninspired
Hey mister always wonder
Why's the inside of your head so filled
That you can't see your future
Through all the walls you've ever built
Hey mister always wonder
How do you expect yourself to live?
Punch me awake, we're the uninspired
There'll be no white flags over the heads
Of the sick and tired
Maybe it's the standing still that kills
What's alive inside us
The world is for the living not the dead
But we're still the uninspired
March me in with the rank and file
Bury me in deep denial
I'll sit here and gladly smile
With the rest of the uninspired
Punch me awake, we're the uninspired
There'll be no white flags over the heads
Of the sick and tired
Maybe it's the standing still that kills
What's alive inside us
The world is for the living not the dead
But we're still the uninspired
We're still the uninspired