Print

[Instrumental]Well I've taken for granted the feeling of staying young,Now my head fills my heart with a riot and a loaded gun.All aboard from east to western shore.United underneath a cause.Of finding who we are and what we're looking for,A sedative, a poison or a cure.While my friends and my family grieve me, I'm holding fast,And you can't find the answers to questions you're too scared to ask.All aboard from east to western shore.United underneath a cause.Of finding who we are and what we're looking for,A sedative, a poison or a cure.Do I want money, do I want love,Do I want happiness or close enough?Should I fight the feeling of growing up,Is this situational or is it all just luck?I don't know the answer, I don't know the answer,Am I too crowded, empty headed or too young?I don't know the answer, I don't know the answer,Letras de cancionesSo I guess I'll met you back where we begun.All aboard from east to western shore.United underneath a cause.Of finding who we are and what we're looking for,A sedative, a poison or a cure. From Letras Mania