We're two kids sitting on a curb,
Nowhere to go but home.
So we sit and enjoy the smell,
While we can.
And all the bottles crack with every step we take.
Will we ever reach the end?
The bricks will lose faith, the buildings will crumble.
We'll be all that's left.
We're two outcasts left for dead,
Nothing to the world.
But we'd rather be nothing,
Than be you.
And all the bottles crack with every step we take.
Will we ever reach the end?
The bricks will lose faith, the buildings will crumble.
We'll be all that's left.
We carve phrases into walls,
And ask for revolution,
But what's the point,
If no one will commit?
What's the point?
(We're nothing to the world.)
What's the point?
(But something in the end.)
You will never commit.
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The Bogarts - Nothing To The World Lyrics
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We're two kids sitting on a curb,
Nowhere to go but home.
So we sit and enjoy the smell,
While we can.
And all the bottles crack with every step we take.
Will we ever reach the end?
The bricks will lose faith, the buildings will crumble.
We'll be all that's left.
We're two outcasts left for dead,
Nothing to the world.
But we'd rather be nothing,
Than be you.
And all the bottles crack with every step we take.
Will we ever reach the end?
The bricks will lose faith, the buildings will crumble.
We'll be all that's left.
We carve phrases into walls,
And ask for revolution,
But what's the point,
If no one will commit?
What's the point?
(We're nothing to the world.)
What's the point?
(But something in the end.)
You will never commit.
Nowhere to go but home.
So we sit and enjoy the smell,
While we can.
And all the bottles crack with every step we take.
Will we ever reach the end?
The bricks will lose faith, the buildings will crumble.
We'll be all that's left.
We're two outcasts left for dead,
Nothing to the world.
But we'd rather be nothing,
Than be you.
And all the bottles crack with every step we take.
Will we ever reach the end?
The bricks will lose faith, the buildings will crumble.
We'll be all that's left.
We carve phrases into walls,
And ask for revolution,
But what's the point,
If no one will commit?
What's the point?
(We're nothing to the world.)
What's the point?
(But something in the end.)
You will never commit.