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DG
We were kind of Dferal, wicked lGittle machines
Captains and cBmavalries fAorming empires in the shade of tEmhe treGes
Without hesiDtation, kings of the Gforest town
Holding the oBmcean down
We were hAalf this heavy and twice tEmhis loGud
So turn up the Dnoise
Just through the Gnight
Running with the Dboys
Your hand in Gmine
Singing every Bmsong, loving every Aline
Till the night is Ggone
Just like the old tDimes
Just like the old tGimes
LEAD DURING Chorus:
Was what you Dmade it
We had our fGriends in brown
All the imBmages and sounds, Asuperimposing to old bacEmkgrounGds
We used to be Dclumsy, lost in a tGhousand ways
Captivated Bmby a craze, Athose are hands down
My favoritEme daysG
So turn up the Dnoise
Just through the Gnight
Running with the Dboys
Your hand in Gmine
Singing every Bmsong, loving every Aline
Till the night is Ggone
Just like the old tDimes
Just like the old tGimes
Just like the old times
DEmG
SuDspicion rose Emin our head
IGt was only underneath the DbedEms (BGeds)
SaDline eyes didn't Emhave to hide
TheyG were always open way too wDide (EmWay too Gwide)
So turn up the Dnoise
Just through the Gnight
Running with the Dboys
Your hand in Gmine
Singing every Bmsong, loving every Aline
Till the night is Ggone
Just like the old tDimes
Just like the old tGimes
Just like the old tDimes
Just like the old tGimes
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