Lyrics What a Time to Be Barely Alive - Arms Aloft

What a Time to Be Barely Alive

At some point I must have missed
Were we supposed to outgrow this
«Crossing borders drunk and smiling»
Fuckin' «pills sewn in the lining of our coats» shit
This «hands around our throats» shit
This «ship is sinking, raise another fuckin' toast» shit
But it’s you and yours vs me and mine
Holy Ghosts bless the dollars we left behind
On feelings and far-away dives
What a time
I know it sounds stupid
But I feel a bit more safe
When you’re out here at these parties
But if gone is where the heart is, is there more
To us than just saying
A couple broken-hearted fuck-it's
Or crying in our buckets and meaning it
But that’s me and mine
Holy Ghosts bless the dollars we left behind
On feelings and far-away dives
What a time
What a time to be barely alive
What a time to be barely alive
We make mistakes then roll with the punches
We’ll fight without dignity
Once we’ve fucking lost ours tonight
What a time to be barely alive