Same shit called "life" Same problems - different city I know you're rid of life Different story but same old pity
What have I done? I never justified all these fucking lies I wanna get out No remorse til' the day I die
This is our night This is our time Scream it out From the bottom of your lungs Scream it out It's on the tip of your tongue I will make it out alive
So stop to pretend That you're all alone Take a ride with me and my friends We got a pocket full of dreams
Everything that I left behind Doesn't matter anymore So fuck this life
What have I done? I never justified all these fucking lies
If you don't care Put your hands in the air If your life is fucked Then get the fuck up If you sick and tired And you can't take it no more Then get all your friends And take them to the dance floor
Fuck!
This is our night This is our time Scream it out From the bottom of your lungs Scream it out It's on the tip of your tongue I will make it out alive
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