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What's this we've found?It's got us all screaming at the ground of this town where all the coolest kidsburnt out by the sound our my expressionsPlease sir, remind me of what I was thinkingTurn it downbury it under frownsBeen doing this since I was fiveNo, wait, that might just be a lieI tried to be nice to all those kids from back in '95Do you remember when?What was I thinking then about what could have been?Burn it downBury it under townWell aint it much different this timeSure, we all want to be rightbut this is real: what I thought, what I feel, what I caught, what I didn't know could be so wrong?I've got a name for my expressionsSo write this down on the back of your handLetras de cancionesYou'd better cut me slack for my aggressionAnd do not ask me where I standBack to the days of the "Fuck it up everyday" wayWell, I say "What we play is made for a new understanding of....please, sir, remind me what of what I was thinking of?Turn it down Bury it under soundAnd do not ask me who I amWhat's this we've found?It's got us all screaming at the ground of this town where all the coolest kidsburnt out by the sound our my expressionsPlease sir, remind me of what I was thinkingTurn it down I've got a name for my expressionsSo write this down on the back of your handYou'd better cut me slack for my aggressionAnd do not ask me who I am From Letras Mania