domingo, 24 de abril de 2011

Teenage dreams in a teenage circus 
Running around like a clown on purpose
Who gives a damn about the family you come from? 
No giving up when you’re young and you want some 
Running around again 
Running from running  
Waking up In the midday sun 
What’s to live for? 
You could see what I’ve done 
Staring at emotion In the light of day I was running 
From the things that you’d say  
We are not what you think we are 
We are golden, we are golden. 
We are not what you think we are 
We are golden, we are golden.  
Teenage dreams in a teenage circus
 Running around like a clown on purpose 
Who gives a damn about the family you come from? 
No giving up when you’re young and you want some
Running around again 
Running from running 
Running around again 
Running from running  
I was a boy 
At an open door 
Why you staring
 Do you still think that you know? 
Looking for treasure In the things that you threw 
Like a magpie 
I live for glitter, not you  
Teenage dreams in a teenage circus 
Running around like a clown on purpose 
Who gives a damn about the family you come from
 No giving up when you’re young and you want some  
We are not what you think we are 
We are golden, we are golden.

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