Sitting on the old bridge
Catching all the shellfish
They all think we're selfish
But they din't understand
The way we feel
Casting ancient magic
Nothing is real
A crescent in the water
We seal the deal
Eating our bad habits
With one big meal
Sitting on the old bridge
The sky is painted dark red
Running from the cool kids
Cause they don't understand
The way we feel
Nothing is real
Nothing is real
Nothing is real