PACKS – 4th of July Lyrics
Fourth of July, fireworks and fountains
Shattered dreams and cotton candy
Yeah
They sip on the elixir from the lip of the dixie cup
With dying taste buds
Dead or alive, shoulders hurt to cry on
Comfort me with stacks of money
Still sippin’ the elixir from the lip of the dixie cup
With swollen tear ducts
And I can’t deny
I have no idea what’s happening right now
No fucking clue what’s going on right now
I don’t know, I don’t know
Keep it to myself
Eagles fly, catch themselves some dinner
Rivers dry and look so skinny
Yeah
The mud is getting thicker and it’s sticky like wet cement
You write your name in
And I can’t deny
I have no idea what’s happening right now
No fucking clue hwat’s going on right now
I don’t know, I don’t know
Keep it to myself
