Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jake Marcov
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jake Marcov
Songwriter
Aidan Sloppy
Songwriter
Gray Hutchison
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Aidan Sloppy
Mixing Engineer
Dan Emery
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Hey!
They put me on the porch (porch?)
But that's okay cause they're killing us for sport (damn)
The kids became deaf with a golden voice
Push us on the street
Say we have a choice
And the runaway dog came home with a collar (woof!)
This pain isn't yours
Cuz it's ours (ours)
But I can't fucking wait (oh I can't fuckin wait)
Till that day that I get my way (when I get mine)
I don't wanna fall in line
They really got me down this time
This roof isn't over my head
Same way as all the threats
Don't take
Don't take
Don't take
Don't
I don't wanna fall in line
They really got me down this time
This roof isn't over my head
Same way as all the threats
Don't take
Don't take
Don't take
Don't
Go to school get a job (ha)
Find a hobby
Make money
I think not
So fuck your therapists
Go piss rocks
I guess it's fuck the world until my grave rots
Typ'a shit I seen make a nun faint
Turn me to a saint but my slate ain't clean
Since I turned eighteen make a hoe fucking bleed
Please don't test me
Cmon
I don't wanna fall in line
They really got me down this time
This roof isn't over my head
Same way as all the threats
Don't take
Don't take
Don't take
Don't
I don't wanna fall in line
They really got me down this time
This roof isn't over my head
Same way as all the threats
Don't take
Don't take
Don't take
Don't
Written by: Aidan Sloppy, Gray Hutchison, Jake Marcov