Juvenescent Beat!
Footnote
The swing set days From them I felt more and more estrangedI let those songs I lovePick me up where I left offMark, Tom, Mr. ArmstrongYour guitars resonating in my ear drumsBut I needed more than thisMusic that gave me authentic reasons to existLocked in a room, I'm bruisedI try to feel the past that I once knewNot in bullet wounds, not beaten blueBut the weight of the outside world just might crack me in twoDiscovered you girlYou were my whirlwind worldBut I could only dream of youI've never had the nerveNo lunch table vacantI'm going outside to the coldNo one's there for me no moreWhy should I bother to move any longer?Everyone and everythingWe're bitter enemiesIs there a place outside these wallsLetras de cancionesWhere I can feel pain nonetheless carefree?No I don't need a mapI'll do it by myselfThe bullshit that I stomachI'll purge it out right now
From Letras Mania