miércoles, 26 de septiembre de 2012

Give me a second I 
I need to get my story straight 
My friends are in the bathroom getting higher than the Empire State 
My love she’s waiting for me 
Just across the bar 
My seat’s been taken by some sunglasses 
Asking bout’ a scar and 
I know I gave it to you months ago 
I know you’re trying to forget 
But between the drinks and subtle things 
The holes in my apologies 
You know I’m trying hard to take it back 
So if by the time the bar closes 
And you feel like falling down 
I’ll carry you home 

We Are Young 
So let’s set the world on fire 
We can burn brighter 
Than the sun 

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