Lyrics ATM - Former Vandal

Bank notes and late fees
Somebody stole our dreams
We never saw the profit
ATMs and error screens
I buy a pack of 100's
Thinking that might last me longer

But I'm lighting up my lucky
And I'm dancing like these pennies in my pockets
Don't mean shit to me
Can't take it with you when you go

Fuck, don't I know

Cheap thrills, cheap talk
Low fuel, guess we might as well walk
Cheap booze, mesh top
Got no money, but that ain't ever stopped us

Imma place my bet
Small bills and a little bit of credit
If we lose, we can run til they forget
Can't lie, cause I'll never be good for it
I drop down, get loud, make a scene about it
Bailed out, skipped town, found a way around it
I'm selfish, but I'm selling my soul to keep the lights on

Cheap thrills, cheap talk
Low fuel, guess we might as well walk
Cheap booze, mesh top
Got no money, but that ain't ever stopped us

Break it, burn it, pack the bowl
We can drive all night, like the tank is full
Sweaty bodies, spite the cold
We get by fine, can't ask for more