Tekstovi: End Of Fashion. Oh Strain.

I'm gonna change like I never knew
It's Friday night with the beauty in my head
It's gonna make way for something few
Of these people will never understand

Oh, strain whenever, we carry it alone together
It keeps my lungs from ever, trying to hold you

I'm gonna change like I never knew
It's Friday night with the beauty in my head
It's gonna make way for something few
Of these people will never understand

Oh, strain whenever, we carry it alone together
It keeps my lungs from ever, trying to hold you
Oh, ties we sever, we could stay young forever
It keeps my lungs from ever, trying to hold you, yeah

Oh, strain whenever, we carry it alone together
It keeps my lungs from ever, trying to hold you