20th Century — текст песни (Brad)

Well Im swearing to god



Yeah, Im so nervous



I can not feel anything



Save the tips of my fingers



Whenever comes



Just might not be the moment



Raise the roof, yeah lets get out of this





My friends



20th century



My friends



My friends





Pay attention yall



To the signs



Pay attention to the questions



Let the energy rise to the moment



Yeah, that look in your eyes no description





My friends



20th century



My friends



20th century



My friends



20th century



My friends



My friends



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