Threat Level Midnight
Neck Deep Lyrics


I've had a steady stream of lonely nights
For the past few weeks in this room
I'm locked away from it all
Just need a break from the walls that close me in
I'll see this out standing on pins
I'll fall asleep with my eyes open
Just to see if I could focus
On something more than my loneliness
None of my friends seem to give a shit about the way I am
I know full well they understand that
I get myself way too deep in what she said
But they'll bail me out when I'm in over my head

I'm getting sick of being broke
But what's worse is I'm all on my own
Can't seem to let this go
I wish I could stop staring at the phone so I can get some sleep
Another day, another week in hell
I'll see your face down here real soon
A welcome home to a swift farewell

Of all the things I hope to keep:
A childhood sense of opportunity
Grab life by the wrist and jump
Take the chance while I'm still young and dumb

Passed out but on my feet
With years ahead to get some sleep
And so much time to face defeat
So write our names in wet concrete
To seal our place in space and time
Before we have to walk the line
Before we all move on in life
Before the sun comes up tonight

I'm getting sick of being broke
But what's worse is I'm all on my own
Can't seem to let this go
I wish I could stop staring at the phone so I can get some sleep
Another day, another week in hell
I'll see your face down here real soon
A welcome home to a swift farewell

I'm getting sick of being broke
But what's worse is I'm all on my own
Can't seem to let this go
I wish I could stop staring at the phone so I can get some sleep
Another day, another week in hell
I'll see your face down here real soon
A welcome home to a swift farewell

A swift farewell

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

Mr. Leftward Sloping Penis

threat level midnight
makes all the girlies feel alright
from Madonna to Madeleine Albright
threat level, midnight,
its a threat, a level, a level level threat
hes the greatest hockey star that ive ever seen yet
threat level what? midnight
threat level who? Micheal Scarn
threat level why? apartheid.
gotta fight it,
free Mandela
peace im out.



Ilham Fanani

I've had a steady stream of lonely nights
For the past few weeks in this room
I'm locked away from it all
Just need a break from the walls that close me in
I'll see this out standing on pins
I'll fall asleep with my eyes open
Just to see if I could focus
On something more than my loneliness
None of my friends seem to give a shit about the way I am
I know full well they understand that
I get myself way too deep in what she said
But they'll bail me out when I'm in over my head

I'm getting sick of being broke
But what's worse is I'm all on my own
Can't seem to let this go
I wish I could stop staring at the phone so I can get some sleep
Another day, another week in hell
I'll see your face down here real soon
A welcome home to a swift farewell

Of all the things I hope to keep:
A childhood sense of opportunity
Grab life by the wrist and jump
Take the chance while I'm still young and dumb

Passed out but on my feet
With years ahead to get some sleep
And so much time to face defeat
So write our names in wet concrete
To seal our place in space and time
Before we have to walk the line
Before we all move on in life
Before the sun comes up tonight

I'm getting sick of being broke
But what's worse is I'm all on my own
Can't seem to let this go
I wish I could stop staring at the phone so I can get some sleep
Another day, another week in hell
I'll see your face down here real soon
A welcome home to a swift farewell

I'm getting sick of being broke
But what's worse is I'm all on my own
Can't seem to let this go
I wish I could stop staring at the phone so I can get some sleep
Another day, another week in hell
I'll see your face down here real soon
A welcome home to a swift farewell

A swift farewell



Akryllic Music

Lyrics - But it's opposite day.

I've had an unstable waterfall of social days for the first many weeks in this room.
I'm exposed to it all, just need to stress on the floors that open me out.
I'll be blind to this standing on cushions,
i'll wake up with my eyes closed, Not to see if i can focus on
Nothing less than your social life.
All of my enemies seem to care a lot about the way you are.
I don't know if they understand that you get myself not high enough in what he didn't say.
And they'll never be there to bail me out again.

I'm getting healthy from being rich
And what's better is that i have a lot of friends.
I can't seem to hold on to this.
I wish i can start staring at my book
So i can lose some energy
Another night another week in heaven.
I'll never see your face up here real late.
A swift farewell to a welcome home.

Of none of the things i dread to lose
An Adulthood sense of opportunity
Let go of death by the hand and drop.
Miss the chance while i'm not old and smart.
Conscious but on the ground
And years behind to stay awake
There is no time to face victory
So erase our names from dry concrete.

To remove your place in space and time
After you have to handstand across the line
After you stay still in death.
After the moon goes up last night.

I'm getting healthy from being rich
And what's better is that i have a lot of friends.
I can't seem to hold on to this.
I wish i can start staring at my book
So i can lose some energy
Another night another week in heaven.
I'll never see your face up here real late.
A swift farewell to a welcome home.

I'm getting healthy from being rich
And what's better is that i have a lot of friends.
I can't seem to hold on to this.
I wish i can start staring at my book
So i can lose some energy
Another night another week in heaven.
I'll never see your face up here real late.
A swift farewell to a welcome home.

A welcome home.



Muhammad Daffa

I've had a steady stream of lonely nights
For the past few weeks in this room
I'm locked away from it all
Just need a break from the walls that close me in
I'll see this out standing on pins
I'll fall asleep with my eyes open
Just to see if I could focus
On something more than my loneliness
None of my friends seem to give a shit about the way I am
I know full well they understand that
I get myself way too deep in what she said
But they'll bail me out when I'm in over my head

I'm getting sick of being broke
But what's worse is I'm all on my own
Can't seem to let this go
I wish I could stop staring at the phone so I can get some sleep
Another day, another week in hell
I'll see your face down here real soon
A welcome home to a swift farewell

Of all the things I hope to keep:
A childhood sense of opportunity
Grab life by the wrist and jump
Take the chance while I'm still young and dumb

Passed out but on my feet
With years ahead to get some sleep
And so much time to face defeat
So write our names in wet concrete
To seal our place in space and time
Before we have to walk the line
Before we all move on in life
Before the sun comes up tonight

I'm getting sick of being broke
But what's worse is I'm all on my own
Can't seem to let this go
I wish I could stop staring at the phone so I can get some sleep
Another day, another week in hell
I'll see your face down here real soon
A welcome home to a swift farewell

I'm getting sick of being broke
But what's worse is I'm all on my own
Can't seem to let this go
I wish I could stop staring at the phone so I can get some sleep
Another day, another week in hell
I'll see your face down here real soon
A welcome home to a swift farewell

A swift farewell



All comments from YouTube:

Reed Sims

Lyrics didnt talk about the epic fight between michael scarn and gold face, 0/10

Poor Man's Vlog

Wtf!!! Wahaahahahahahaha..was expecting the same

Sarhan

Reed Sims go puck yourself!

Maddee

this song is so terrifyingly relatable in quarantine. love neck deep forever and ever.

Majkol

I love this types of music. I grow up on it and I will l grow old with her too. I love this Punk :)

emeraldragon

Wow Kevin's band is good

Poor Man's Vlog

wtf!!! ahahahahahahahahahah.

Tyas Yuni

Thank you, Chandler.

Matt Miller

Kevin and the Zits? Or Scrantonicity 2?

Dylan Brunt

Scrantonicity 2

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