Until the Sun Comes Up - Patent Pending

We’re living aloud, who needs a radio?

If you’re here right now then you already know

Leave it at the door, come on and raise your cup

We’re burning it down until the sun comes up

I still remember when I cared what people thought about me

They mocked my music, my hair like I was some kind of freak

I was awkward, paranoid, so scared that I’d barely speak

Until I said «Fuck it, they can suck it!

It’s more fun being me!»

Yeah, I know who I am

I do what I want 'cause I know that I can!

We’re living aloud, who needs a radio?

If you’re here right now then you already know

Leave it at the door, come on and raise your cup

We’re burning it down until the sun comes up

So what’s the point of stressing out about what everyone thinks?

It doesn’t matter at all 'cause they’ve got nothing on me

They sit at home, and bitch and moan 'cause they’re all too scared to live

They can throw their sticks and their stones but I’ve got no fucks left to give

I ain’t got no fucks

Ah, fuck it

We’re living aloud, who needs a radio?

If you’re here right now then you already know

Leave it at the door, come on and raise your cup

We’re burning it down until the sun comes up