Interpret:

Angels and Airwaves

Album:

LOVE Part 1

Young London


I’m not the one to complain about bad dreams,
It’s like disease but without a life
It’s all a scene with a straight directive
That we’re all lost and we’re stuck in time
We feel alone in a strange blue ocean
And we’re all scared as death to die


I’m not the one to admit it’s helpless
I have a sense that we will be alright
I wish for peace with electric silence
To keep our hearts beating on our minds
And we will see how we’re all connected
When we awake to the tunnel’s light


Suit up boys, we’re on vacation
With endless day, and reservation
Saddest girls who will await while dying inside
How will they get by?


Suit up boys, we’re on vacation
With endless day, and reservation
Saddest girls who will await while dying inside
How will they get by?


Suit up boys, let’s ride it’s the weekend
Get down girls, and dance with your best friend
Show yourselves and take what you ask for
Let it go, the fights on the dance floor


Suit up boys, let's ride, it’s the weekend
Get down girls, and dance with your best friend
Show yourselves and take what you ask for
Let it go, the fights on the dance floor


Suit up boys, let's ride, it’s the weekend
Get down girls, and dance with your best friend
Show yourselves and take what you ask for
Let it go, the fights on the dance floor


Suit up boys, let's ride, it’s the weekend
Get down girls, and dance with your best friend
Show yourselves and take what you ask for
Let it go, the fights on the dance floor


The night gets better, the wait’s so wonderful
They move together and dance so colorful
They kiss like flowers and breathe with pheromones
Songs get louder, it feels so natural


The night gets better, the wait’s so wonderful
They move together and dance so colorful
They kiss like flowers and breathe with pheromones
Songs get louder, it feels so natural