lirik lagu right the stars - best days of our lives
paroles de la chanson best days of our lives :
running down the street
like your hairs on fire
thoughts runnin’ fast
like a man on a wire
can’t stop laughin’ but i don’t know why
don’t know why, n0body knows why
shouldn’t wait for the weather to change
everyday from here on out got the top down, top down
strap on your shoulder running down you like an ice-cream cone
we’re not alone, never gonna be alone
can’t help but feel alright
run through the day til the end of the night
the sun keeps coming up in your blue eyes
these are the best days of our lives
mind aches silent
what’s your meanin’?
don’t understand but the sea is in me
music so loud and it keeps repeatin’, repeatin’, repeatin’
never gonna go home
can’t help but feel alright
run through the day til the end of the night
the sun keeps coming up in your blue eyes
these are the best days of our lives
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
best days of our lives
(x2)
running down the street
like your hairs on fire
thoughts runnin’ fast
like a man on a wire
can’t stop laughin’ but i don’t know why
don’t know why, n0body knows why
can’t help but feel alright
run through the day til the end of the night
the sun keeps coming up in your blue eyes
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(never gonna be alone)
can’t help but feel alright
run through the day til the end of the night
the sun keeps coming up in your blue eyes
these are the best days of our lives
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
best days of our lives
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
best days of our lives
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