Somebody change the topic from this toxic, misanthropic shit Sure is a pressure cooker, salt, no sugar Life has pushed you so long down into the mud But people still show up Easy access to the tragic, hard to find the hand of magic Now you're feeling really batshit It's like no matter how bad the push goes right into the shove People still show up Why is it that when the world is ending and you didn't have a friend? It's the friends you never think to call all rolled up With a pickup truck People still show up Heroes might disappoint ya, not everyone's gonna join ya Don't let the pain destroy ya, just go where the arrow points ya Free-fall 'til you feel that rush When people still show up Yeah, they're gonna try and say you really crossed a line You should've shut your mouth and smiled 'Cause now you finally went and said too much But it was just enough 'Cause people still show up (People still show up; mm-hm) People still show up (Whoo; people still show up) People still show up So humor me in my delusions, might sound like a dumb conclusion Maybe we aren't losin', maybe we know what we're doin' There's so many just like us 'Cause people still show up We'll be here, if for forever, it ain't gettin' any better But it's funny under pressure, when you're thinkin' that you're out of luck (Luck) And out of fucks (Fucks) People still show up (People still show up; people still show up) People still show up (Whoo, yeah) Yeah, people still show up (Mm) People still show up