Lyrics Good Times - Dead Sara

Generation ketamine
Pay your dues in therapy
A pretty babe, keep on dancin'
(Let the rhythm run through her)
Pack your feelings (pack your things) up for the weekend (up for the way)
Makin' ends meet for a livin'

I said, "Listen, this could be the worst of me"
Who've I become? (You're no fun)
And I used to be one of the good ones
Set me free

Livin' up the good times (whoo-ooh)
Laughin' at the world while we're yellin' at the television (whoo-ooh)
Junkie daddy gone, livin' up the good times (whoo-ooh)
One more thing before they lay me to rest (whoo-ooh)
Are we all just dyin' to feel human?

Depression (depression), kill me (depression)
Whatever makes you happy
My hopes lost in the clouds
(And there's no tellin' when they'll come down)
Pack your freedom (pack for free) up for the weekend (up for the way)
Do it, babe, do before the coffin closes

Alright, listen, this will be the end of me
We're never too young (never too young) to hit rock bottom

So we're livin' up the good times (whoo-ooh)
Laughin' at the world while we're yellin' at the television (whoo-ooh)
Junkie daddy gone, livin' up the good times (whoo-ooh)
One more thing before they lay me to rest (whoo-ooh)
Are we all just dyin' to feel?
We all just dyin' to feel?

What's it worth to you, babe?
(Laughin' at the world, yeah, we're laughin' at the world now) ooh
Are we all just goin' mad?
(Junkie daddy left with credit-card mama)
What's it worth in the end?
(One more thing before they lay me to rest)
'Cause my fear (my fear) is your fear (is your fear), is our fear (is our fear)
And honestly
Are we all just dyin' to feel human? Ooh
Are we all just dyin' to feel?

Whoa!
And is it even really customary (customary) to be polite?
I won't apologize (apologize)
And the demons wanna stare
Then look into their eyes

Livin' up the good times (whoo-ooh)
Laughin' at the world while we're yellin' at the television
Insane, we're goin' mad
Junkie daddy gone, livin' up the good times (whoo-ooh)
One more time before they, they, they lay me to rest
Is there hope for better?
Are we all just dyin' to feel human?