Give It Up
She said: What about all the promises
What about all the things that we build in the sky
And he said: Smiling grow up little child
Can't you see it ain't the way the world goes round
I'm getting nervous, I'm biting my lips
And I will be your rider of the apocalypse
And all the bars are filed with crowds
Sounds of laughs and cheerful shouts
Friday 13th no way out
And I refuse to be a part of those who simply give it up
I'd rather give my all then just give it up
And I refuse to be a part of those who simply give dreams up
I'd rather give my all than just give it up
And she said: What about all the promises
What about all the things that we build in the sky
And he said: Smiling grow up little child
Can't you see it ain't the way the world goes round
And I refuse to be a part of those who simply give it up
I'd rather give my all then just give it up
A band is playing their last song
It's all quiet at the western front
And all we dream is what we want
And all we want is what we are
And I refuse to be a part of those who simply give it up
I'd rather give my all then just give it up
And I refuse to be a part of those who simply give dreams up
I'd rather give my all than just give it up
What about all the things that we build in the sky
And he said: Smiling grow up little child
Can't you see it ain't the way the world goes round
I'm getting nervous, I'm biting my lips
And I will be your rider of the apocalypse
And all the bars are filed with crowds
Sounds of laughs and cheerful shouts
Friday 13th no way out
And I refuse to be a part of those who simply give it up
I'd rather give my all then just give it up
And I refuse to be a part of those who simply give dreams up
I'd rather give my all than just give it up
And she said: What about all the promises
What about all the things that we build in the sky
And he said: Smiling grow up little child
Can't you see it ain't the way the world goes round
And I refuse to be a part of those who simply give it up
I'd rather give my all then just give it up
A band is playing their last song
It's all quiet at the western front
And all we dream is what we want
And all we want is what we are
And I refuse to be a part of those who simply give it up
I'd rather give my all then just give it up
And I refuse to be a part of those who simply give dreams up
I'd rather give my all than just give it up
Credits
Writer(s): Lara Chedraoui, Maarten Raymond H Huygens, Raphael Frans Simonne De Mey, Brendan Randolph J Corbeij
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