Panic! At the Disco - Roaring 20s

Movie: The Great Gatsby (2013) Lyrics: Broadway is black like a sinkhole Everyone raced to the suburbs And I’m on the rooftop with curious strangers This is the oddest of summers Maybe I’ll medicate, maybe inebriate Strange situations, I get anxious Maybe I’ll smile a bit, maybe the opposite But pray that they don’t call me thankless My Tell-Tale Heart’s a hammer in my chest Cut me a silk tie tourniquet This is my roaring, roaring 20s I don’t even know me Roll me like a blunt ’cause I wanna go home Roll me like a blunt ’cause I wanna go home My roaring, roaring 20s I don’t even know me Roll me like a blunt ’cause I wanna go home Roll me like a blunt ’cause I want, I wanna go home Oscars and Emmys and Grammys Everyone here is a trophy And I’m sipping bourbon The future’s uncertain The past on the pavement below me Maybe I’ll elevate, maybe I’m second rate So