viernes, 9 de octubre de 2009



Teenage dreams in a teenage circus
Running around like a clown on purpose
Who gives a damn about the family you come from?
No giving up when youre young and you want some
Running around again
Running from running
Waking upIn the midday sunWhats to live for?
You could see what Ive done
Staring at emotionIn the light of day
I was runningFrom the things that youd say
We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden.
We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden.
Teenage dreams in a teenage circus
Running around like a clown on purpose
Who gives a damn about the family you come from?
No giving up when youre young and you want some
Running around againRunning from runningRunning around again
Running from runningI was a boy
At an open door Why you staring
Do you still think that you know?
Looking for treasureIn the things that you threw
Like a magpie
I live for glitter, not you.

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