You're Not Salinger. Get Over It.

You're Not Salinger. Get Over It.
We're finding out some scummy f***, just threw it in a 15 year old
I mean come on man is that the life you want?
And they're tearing up these dead end blocks
Revealing all the shit we wished we forgot
In the shadow of this careless urban sprawl

My friends and I we're all fuc*** on the inside
My friends and I we're all fuc*** on the inside
My friends and I we're all fuc*** on the inside
But we don't let it run our lives
One day
I'll cough all of this shit out of my lungs
From second hand smoke in all night restaurants
They'll be
Up in arms over all the shit we've done
'Cause we're getting out, we're fuc*** gone
Caustic suburban sense of humor's gotten me in trouble
More than a few times
We're singing "Lucky" by Little League and
Fucking up until we get this right
Just 'cause we're down doesn't mean we gotta stay there
This fuc*** town is like a ship gone under water
And we'll all drown unless we cut ties to the anchor
We'd get swallowed here
One day
I'll cough all of this shit out of my lungs
From second hand smoke in all night restaurants
They'll be
Up in arms over all the shit we've done
'Cause we're getting out. we're fuc*** gone

(So chin up and we'll drown a little slower hey...)
'Cause I'm bad at staying calm
And I know this town's a time bomb
And we've been dragging our feet too long, too long
We've been sinking all along
And we're gone, we're gone, and we're gone
One day
I'll cough all of this shit out of my lungs
From second hand smoke in all night restaurants
They'll be
Up in arms over all the shit we've done
'Cause we're getting out