Do you need a reason We should commit treason And bring into this world a son
And leave the valleys of the young Valleys of the young Valleys of brunch and tedium
Well, your friends will become strange to you Just as you will become strange to them You'll live across a great divide And the problems that seem like luxuries They're off getting stoned and hugging trees All the things you'll be forsaking Still our hearts are constantly breaking
From their cradle to our grave Is it selfish, or is it brave?
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Do you need a reason we've Been making all to become three And believe in this holy valley
Land of brunch and misery I'm living on The valleys of the young
Now you're going on 64 Driving down 65, to the hospital To see if your adult son will survive or not After taking those pills in the parking lot You know the one behind the Marriott This is a dream you won't be waking Still our hearts are constantly breaking
From their cradle to our grave Is it selfish, is it brave? From their cradle to our grave Is it selfish or is it brave?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
