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Here comes the lipgloss, the brand name of their age. |
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Roommates just paint love, eye shadow turns to pink. |
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Boys have a crush on the teenage da-da girls. |
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Tonight, with shaking hands, their red ties. |
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Young people dance, |
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Undressed, |
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With tears hidden in their eyes. |
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And, with fear, |
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They pretend to embrace |
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Drunken harms at night. |
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"You can take me in your hands," they say, |
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Kissin' with lines of escape in mouth. |
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Comin' home late at night to cry in front of their mirrors. |
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Bittersweet girls have a secret wish, |
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Lonely boys have not the heart to phone, |
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Love inside won't let them back to sleep, |
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They have lost control. |
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Take a second to say goodbye and then, |
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Please don't bite your lips when you walk alone. |
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Youth, time is coming. |
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Because of you, tonight, |
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I feel life, I choose pain. |
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I give up nostalgia, |
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Now help me pray for you. |
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Don't cry for yesterday, |
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Stay wild another time, |
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Carry on this mortal coil. |
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Here comes the lipgloss, the brand name of their age. |
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Roommates just paint love, eye shadow turns to pink. |
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Boys have a crush on the teenage da-da girls. |
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Tonight with shaking hands, their red ties. |
|
Young people dance, |
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Undressed, |
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With tears hidden in their eyes. |
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And, with fear, |
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They pretend to embrace |
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Drunken harms at night. |
