Brutal Youth 4 chords 3 words

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My back aches from sleeping on the floor but, I'm in love!
My 17 year old self would be so impressed
He couldn't have planned this better himself
I'm poor and I'm hungry and I'm cold but, I'm in love!
Sound waves to keep me warm again
So turn that fucking radio up!
And yeah, I know I've got a lot of growing up to do, mister
And yeah, I know This is a waste of fucking time
Four chords, three words I'm in love!
Every snare hit grabs my heart and every note gets in my blood
I hear that needle scratch the groove I fucking fall and I'm in love!
Words soaked in passion to the extent that I can taste them in my sweat
And yeah, I know I've got a lot of growing up to do, mister
And yeah, I know This is a waste of fucking time
And yeah, I know I'm getting older and my life is unstable
And yeah, it shows but I could never give this up!

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