Jack Blair - 21st Catastrophe

Bare feet, wrong street, hot pavement
I don't think, I'll make it
No gas, flat ass, can't shake it
Five days, till payday
Long nights, red lights, newspapers
Headlines, dead strangers

Not me, I'm fine
Two left feet and I can't get it right
Believe me, I've tried
Guess I'll just blame it on the times yeah

1, 2, 3, 4

Its all gone wrong, and I'm barely holding on
I guess it has to be, a 21st Catastrophe yeah
And all my friends, they got problems in their heads
Does it have to be, a 21st Catastrophe yeah

Hot take, so fake, lip service
Oh baby is it worth it?
Oh no, no show, no purpose
Why am I so nervous

Not me, I'm fine
Two left feet and I can't get it right
Believe me, I've tried
Guess I'll just blame it on the times yeah

Its all gone wrong, and I'm barely holding on
I guess it has to be, a 21st Catastrophe yeah
And all my friends, they got problems in their heads
Does it have to be, a 21st Catastrophe yeah

Its all gone wrong, and I'm barely holding on
I guess it has to be, a 21st Catastrophe yeah, oh yeah
And all my friends, they got problems in their heads
Does it have to be, a 21st Catastrophe yeah

Written by:
Jack Blair, Samuel Welch

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