Getting out on the weekend
You know, what's the sound?
I don't know, but I press send
And you can be hard to trust
I don't know what we'll be through
Nobody knows
Stepping out of the bus now
But I don't know what to show
And I don't where to go
We're underground
We're underground
We're underground
We're underground
We're underground
We're underground
We're underground
We're underground
Friday night we'll be up to
To be something now and never
To be something that's forever
To be something that we never
I can't change now
I'm all about
(Damn son)
Hey!
What's up?
Call Me
Hello, did you lose your phone?
You never call back
Hello?
We tend to shout about
How we made it up
We never think about the stories that will fail
We used to bring up all of our flaws
We never speak about the hush that probably caused
We're underground
We're underground
We're underground
We're underground
We're underground
We're underground
We're underground
Ground
We're underground
We're underground
We're underground
It all works out
We're underground
We're underground
Yeah