The living end

Mispent youth

The living end
See, the streets at night
Far away from school
But they'll never know
I'll carry on, something is wrong.

Runaway, from somebody you'll never know
you live on hostility
break away, from the mayhem and misspent youth
and think about the bitter pill you swallowed

Lost in Paradise
Not the environment for you
But they'll never know
I'll carry on, something is wrong.

Runaway, from somebody you'll never know
you live on hostility
break away, from the mayhem and misspent youth
and think about the bitter pill you swallowed

See, the streets at night
Far away from school
But they'll never know
I'll carry on, something is wrong.

Runaway, from somebody you'll never know
you live on hostility
break away, from the mayhem and misspent youth
and think about the bitter pill you swallowed

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