domingo, 29 de novembro de 2015

Anemic morals

Don't drive me home, 
drive me wild.

I wanna kiss the lead singer
under beneath the stars
Cause
I've got the youth
wishes 
and issues

And I ain't searching 
For treasure 
or fashion

Oh, honey
Stop covering your eyes.
It can't be a free country 
if you all live as slaves
And find it cool.

I don't wanna be sober
In a world where they treat
Atomic bombs like fireworks
If it's not in their homes.

Nothing's worth it
if there's no growth 
And nothing's worse
than growing old
but not growing up

I like the world
when everything's spinning 
I like nice words
but only when there's real meaning

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