Pull the tree up You have had your touchdown You have your result Your big brother runs on your address You wanna put your rafts on this side You are the world Cuz I give obsession without you Take me down
These are wasted years These are the fallen years Close to one orange in your stag (one orange in your stag)
After running out Walk in on both of us You try to get on the right side of the track Cuz if you are not, stand the word of fire Drink a lot and drink up To assess the word of fire
These are wasted years These are the fallen years Close to one orange in your stag Where no one clap bad (Where no one clap bad)
We had to take a turn We had to take a turn I can’t stand this This life This life
These are wasted years These are the fallen years Close to one orange in your stag Where no one clap bad (Where no one clap bad)