The Neighbourhood - Dust

No more water in the lake
No more fish in the ocean
They grew wings, flew away
I got a clue where they're going
They want a break
They want a break
No more water in the lake
No more fish in the ocean
They grew wings, flew away
I got a clue where they're going
They want a break
They want a break

All the lucky ones kept fucking it up
Threatened our lives
But it wasn't enough
Didn't wanna sit down
Couldn't listen to nobody
So everybody went out of control

Flashing with yellow dust
Damage that can't be undone
Tragic of weapons

(They want a break)
Everybody went to outer space
The second that the sun exploded
I'm the only fool who stayed
If you're reading this, I wrote it

All the lucky ones kept fucking it up
Threatened our lives
But it wasn't enough
Didn't wanna sit down
Couldn't listen to nobody
So everybody went out of control

Flashing with yellow dust
Damage that can't be undone
Tragic of weapons

Body, so everybody went out of control
Body, so everybody went out of control
Body, so everybody went out of control
Body, so everybody went out of control
Body, so everybody went out of control
Body, so everybody went out of control
Body, so everybody went out of control
Body, so everybody went out of control

Writer(s): Zachary Abels, Jesse St. John Geller, Sarah Hudson, Jesse Rutherford, Jeremy Freedman, Lars Stalfors, Mike Margott, Brandon Fried

The Neighbourhood