Breathing Your normal nico-teenager Learning less of lessons Every time he talks Now it seems I care more about caring less Writing what meant what And asking not Is your autumn attic full? Am I your automatic fool? Singing His life in swinging mind Wanting more of morning glory After sleeping in Now it seems I care more about caring less Then I was used to (less than I used to) Then I used You Is your autumn attic full? Am I your automatic fool? Sundown Two to go The player And the role Sundown Two to go The prayer And the soul Sundown Two to go I've seen the scene And its nothing but its shows Verdict guilty : Grand theft autumn.
Written by: Andrew John Hurley, Joseph Mark Trohman, Patrick Martin Stump, Peter Lewis Wentz
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