IRC-Galleria

We are much to young to be living like this
Its a time of renovation
This worlds gone mad, I must be losing my mind

but I'm patiently going through the motions
seems that things are warmer near the oceans
if you wanna be specific i see me and the pacific

this ones for the fall and this ones for the hope we never will
WHOOA WHOOA

Sometimes you gotta dig through the dirt and all the roots
you gotta get down and dirty
for all our plastic friends and how we left their mouths on mute
no one can hear you

we want it all, all I want my dear
is a simple taste
we want it all, all I want my dear
is a simple taste, taste the revenge in your tears

seems that things are warmer near the oceans
but I'm patiently going through the motions
seems that things are warmer near the oceans
if wanna be specific

this ones for the fall
and this ones for the hope we never will
this ones for the dream
and everybody sings

we're much to young, to be living like this

this ones for the fall, and this ones for the hope we never will
this ones for the dream, yah every bodies dream
we will never sleep as long as everybody sings

WHOA WHOOO WHOA WHOO