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The Chronicles Of A Bohemian Teenager , Pt .1 (Radio Edit) - Get Cape. Wear Cape. Fly

I was stuck in minor chords

I've been here once before

With environmental echoes

Via baggage on my floor

So get over here

Let's grab ourselves another beer

To drink until tomorrow

To forget that we're still alive

We're drinking to forget

But it always breeds regrets

And disillusioned faces upon friends that we've seldom met

I do believe that my

Self constructed alibi

Is cracking under pressure

Whilst I'm breaking on the inside

I'm sick of making a show

I'm sick of sitting with my hands trapped

Falling on my back and telling people I know

More than they needed to know

This song is more than a self indulgent rant

It's closure for the times that I let you down

You know I need you around

Well I'm still here long overdue

Because it feels like home

In a life of pastures new

So this one's for the friends

And also for the sound

Of distant laughter acting as reminders

In a town that made us feel at home

We broke our backs on floors of stone

But I'd rather wake there any day

Than wake up here alone

Ba ba ba ba ba

Ba ba ba ba ba

Ba ba ba ba ba

Ba ba ba ba ba

Ba ba ba ba ba

Ba ba ba ba ba

Ba ba ba ba ba

Ba ba ba ba ba

So this one's for the friends

And also for the sound

Of distant laughter acting as reminders

In a town that made us feel at home

We broke our backs on floors of stone

But I'd rather wake there any day

Than wake up here alone

Ba ba ba ba ba

Ba ba ba ba ba

Ba ba ba ba ba

Ba ba ba ba ba

Ba ba ba ba ba

Ba ba ba ba ba

Ba ba ba ba ba