
Date of issue: 04.07.2013
Song language: English
Younger |
We’ve got millions of broken necks from looking up to you |
So get your damn soapbox standing, high horse prancing ass down here with the |
truth |
So don’t let those admirers try and fit your shoes |
Because they will then see one size fits all feet and then they will walk all |
over you |
When only the good die young |
Ain’t it ironic I age so well |
When only the good die young |
Ain’t it ironic that I age so well |
To be the last man standing at the kissing booth |
That really don’t mean a thing when they’re for free and don’t taste like they |
should |
So after you’re done drowning in a glass that is half full |
The pessimists all join together and discuss how you never could do it like |
they could |
When only the good die young |
Ain’t it ironic I age so well |
When only to good die young |
Ain’t it ironic that I age so well |
You and me are a kitschy parody of sincerity, apparently |
Truth is heat, we’re burning underneath our seats |
Burning me for not standing |
I love I love myself, I love I love myself my self abandonment |
I love I love myself, I love I love myself my self abandonment |
When only the good die young |
Ain’t it ironic I age so well |
When only to good die young |
Ain’t it ironic that I age so well |
You and me are a kitschy parody of sincerity, apparently |
Truth is heat, we’re burning underneath our seats |
Burning me for not standing |