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We're gonna like it here We're gonna do what we can What's the matter with you? My dear you're cool Could never see what you Could ever see in these Stormy balcony views Aren't cool It's true And we'll scream Cause it's what they want to hear What we'll scream: Screen teens! Could never drink as much gasoline And eat machine guns they've seen Not like you could If i get fed up I'll shame reality For doubting you You can't doubt what you do Or the birds break up Formation-less Conforms you to the rest Crashed cars and broken chests Won't open up Letras de cancionesAnd see the charm in you An empty cup And all i want is you To trust me If it's all you really own Then it's all you own But what you've got to show Is more than you'll ever know Heads held high Even if you didn't have an audience Oh no Lacking confidence Oh no audience turbulence From Letras Mania