Somethin- filled up
my heart with nothin-,
someone told me not to cry.

But now that I-m older,
my heart-s colder,
and I can see that it-s a lie.

Children wake up,
hold your mistake up,
before they turn the summer into dust.

If the children don-t grow up,
our bodies get bigger but our hearts get torn up.
We-re just a million little god-s causin rain storms turnin- every good thing to rust.

I guess we-ll just have to adjust.

With my lighnin- bolts a glowin-
I can see where I am goin- to be
when the reaper he reaches and touches my hand.

With my lighnin- bolts a glowin-
I can see where I am goin’
With my lighnin- bolts a glowin-
I can see where I am go-goïn’

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