Letra

Super dead kids with super dead friends You're inside my head, you're inside my head Super dead kids with super dead friends We got something left, we got something left Oh, I want to live in a new dimension Take a record, shoot without no suspension I want to live in a world where I Can be who I am without having to try Mum, dad, let me please Let me be free to come off my feet When you're making a baby in missionary Be prepared to accept them for what they're gonna be It's too late for you to die young 'Cause I'll never know where you were comin' from It's too late for you to die young 'Cause I'll never know where you were comin' from Super dead kids with super dead friends You're inside my head, you're inside my head Super dead kids, we're super dead strange We got something left, eachother Super dead kids, we're super dead strange You're inside my head, you're inside my head Super dead kids, we're super dead strange We got something left, yeah, yeah, eachother Oh, I can't travel back from this planet They locked me in a room with a man with no manners We don't care if you're black or you're white Asian or sexually intertwined It's time to take a look at the world through our eyes If you stick around, you might like what you find Take two from me and you start to divide It'll give you all the energy, times it by five It's too late for you to die young 'Cause I'll never know where you were comin' from It's too late for you to die young 'Cause I'll never know where you were comin' from It's too late for you to die young 'Cause I'll never know where you were comin' from It's too late for you to die young 'Cause I'll never know where you were comin' from Super dead kids with super dead friends You're inside my head, you're inside my head Super dead kids with super dead friends We got something left, eachother Super dead kids with super dead friends You're inside my head, you're inside my head Super dead kids with super dead friends We got something left, yeah, yeah, each other Super dead kids with super dead friends You're inside my head, you're inside my head Super dead kids with super dead friends We got something left, each other
Writer(s): Zakk Cervini, Dominic Harrison, Chris Greatti Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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