Polar Bear Club - Upstate Mosquito lyrics

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Polar Bear Club - Upstate Mosquito lyrics

I heard you saying "No Regrets" and I wondered if you knew. When you got it tattooed on you it'd hurt more to get removed. Like a k**er in denial, lucky f** without a clue. I feel regret like it was a knife wound that didn't strike true. And I see myself as the upstate mosquito Who will probably die trying to bite through jeans Thinking back on my favorite regrets All failed attempts at dying Dying for dead dreams It's easy to a**ume the past was better in most ways. It's more than era worship, more than helping forget today. It's hard to give it all when you know there ain't enough to take. With less go getting to be gotten, the world is ours to make. And I see myself as the upstate mosquito Who will probably die trying to bite through jeans Thinking back on my favorite regrets All failed attempts at dying Dying for dead dreams Dying for dead dreams I used to have a black shirt, soft stained, I could never throw away. I used to think it looked how I felt if I never threw it out, I'd never have to change. 'Cause a truth filled wallowing will always trump Half feigned smiles, yeah. And I see myself as the upstate mosquito Who will probably die trying to bite through jeans Thinking back on my favorite regrets All failed attempts at dying Dying for dead dreams The kind of thinking that you can't quit When the wind blurs the lines in the dirt That second chance, it ain't worth sh** If you still can't feel the scars from the first If you still can't feel the scars from the first So here we are, upstate mosquitoes Wary of this season's change But thinking back on our favorite regrets That kept us all from dying Dying for dead dreams Dying for dead dreams Dying for dead dreams Dying for dead dreams Woah-oh Dying for dead dreams (here we are) Dying for dead dreams (here we are) Dying for dead dreams (here we are) Dying for dead dreams Woah-oh-oh-ohhh Dying for dead dreams (here we are, upstate mosquito) Dying for dead dreams (here we are, the city's dreams) Dying for dead dreams