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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Benches
Benches
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ethan Bowers
Ethan Bowers
Songwriter
Evan Ojeda
Evan Ojeda
Songwriter
Charlie Baird
Charlie Baird
Songwriter
Anson Kelley
Anson Kelley
Songwriter

Letras

Maybe it's true; you never learn I'm past the point of no return And you're so sad (You're so sad) Telling the truth's just no fun I'm going down like Ritchie I'm going out like her's And I'm leaving town I'm going down in the dirt I wanna crash Don't you? We'll all be just like you I wanna crash and burn I know you want to Maybe it's true; you'll never learn You're past the point of no return And you're so sad (You're so sad) And knowing the truth's like holding a gun I'm going down like Ritchie I'm going out like James Dean And I'm leaving town I'm going down in the dirt I wanna crash Don't you? We'll all be just like you I wanna crash and burn I know you want to And of course, we'll fade away Living fast to die someday Blame the culture, blame our taste Old tears, and the flame you chased And I'm sure we'll fade away Living fast to die in vain No name (No name, no name) And I'm sure we'll fade away Living fast, you'll die in vain Say you'll change Say you'll change Say you'll change And I'm sure we'll fade away Living fast, you'll die in vain Say you'll change Say you'll change Say you'll change I wanna crash We'll all be just like you (We'll all be just like you) And crash 'Cause I know you want to I'm going down like Ritchie I'm going out like James Dean I'm going down in the dirt I wanna crash and burn
Writer(s): Anson James Kelley, Ethan Bowers, Evan Ojeda, Charles Baird Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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