Past the Barbary
Is it time to disintegrate
Is it time to celebrate
Help me think of what to say
Will I die before I dance
Is this science, or is it romance
And I know that yesterday you gave me your heart
But I need it every day (I need it every day)
And I know that it might just tear you apart
But I need you every day (I need it every day)
Will I ever find rest
In the comfort of Avenue X
Silver tones in a jacket, a funny time
Disrespected, a toy in a candy line
Just a regular day with a friend of mine
Just a regular day
Silver tones in a jacket, a funny time, and I don't mind
Disrespected, a toy in a candy line
Just a regular day with a friend of mine, and I don't mind
24 hours and we still aren't satisfied
No, no, no, no, no
Just a regular day with a friend of mine, and I don't mind
Just a regular day
And you say that you love her
And that you're thinking of her
Your hands are on the ceiling
In the space just above her
And I know you have money
So don't be afraid to waste it
Diamonds in the ceiling
And fires in the basement
But if I could hold her
Seven cheeks for seven shoulders
If only I were older
If only I were older
I wish that I were older
I wish that I were older
Is it time to celebrate
Help me think of what to say
Will I die before I dance
Is this science, or is it romance
And I know that yesterday you gave me your heart
But I need it every day (I need it every day)
And I know that it might just tear you apart
But I need you every day (I need it every day)
Will I ever find rest
In the comfort of Avenue X
Silver tones in a jacket, a funny time
Disrespected, a toy in a candy line
Just a regular day with a friend of mine
Just a regular day
Silver tones in a jacket, a funny time, and I don't mind
Disrespected, a toy in a candy line
Just a regular day with a friend of mine, and I don't mind
24 hours and we still aren't satisfied
No, no, no, no, no
Just a regular day with a friend of mine, and I don't mind
Just a regular day
And you say that you love her
And that you're thinking of her
Your hands are on the ceiling
In the space just above her
And I know you have money
So don't be afraid to waste it
Diamonds in the ceiling
And fires in the basement
But if I could hold her
Seven cheeks for seven shoulders
If only I were older
If only I were older
I wish that I were older
I wish that I were older
Credits
Writer(s): Carlos Hernandez
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