are bad news) We will leave you high and dry It's not worth the hearing you'll lose It's just past eight and I'm feeling young and reckless The ribbon
to over romanticize Cuz when I was young I had a hard time With what was real and fantasized The world moved on and did its thing And I tried and I tried
Get yourself off the dirty street Oh no no no, there's no time for it Modern looks too perfect for your face Start a fight, we have no way to lose Modern
, keep on And all the kids go The cold air is sneaking in His good side is showing sin Can you hear him? Keep on regretting Can you hear him? Keep on, keep on And
This solution is fucked Oh they shut us off because We weren't fast enough, we weren't We weren't fast enough Oh they shut us down We continued to shout
at your door My knives, your lies Take my side Take the truth The sound and these lies come around This isn't love No room for mistakes and you know
, kick yourself hard Clap, clap, clap your hands loud Kick, kick, kick yourself hard Keep beating 'til there's blood Guilt made it's way back and you
Fighters unite It's you versus me versus you versus me Come together we'll breathe together Are you ready? Not now! This fight This fight is over
Dead Are you dead? Call the police when they're in town Yeah you wanna go tell on everyone Oh keep, keep sailing those ships Keep telling those lies
follow me home You choices catches you but again What you did, oh it means trouble Again, and he said Oh follow me home Yeah follow me home Step right up and
are good for are shallow graves They are just our families So kill us while we sleep This is no party We will taste this forever Faster and faster and
All our secrets out Crawl to the front of line Open fire, open heads Move yourself, stick with it uh Run your bodies out Like cold hands near open flames
Conversations back and forth Taking it out, back to back Arms around you, our minds collide Like limbs tangled in this mess I feel you moving this inside
Fordítás: Hasselhoff, David. A Young And The Restless.
Fordítás: Prizma. Fiatal és nyugtalan.
keep secrets from me, from me? (I saw you cheating in your dreams) And if I could just get a second of sleep (All the secrets I can?t keep) It?s written on my arm and
