This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
The world's spinning 'round
and I can not escape
from this decadence
that we're living in
So we drink, 'til we forget ourselves
then we find ourselves
lost among everythings
I'm crying out loud
I feeling tired
I used to be proud
but I guess I've expired
Oh, I know It'd be wrong
Oh, I know It'd be wrong
But I can't stand to live alone
you're my flesh and bone
I wanna write you a song
I wanna take you home
I wanna be your own
And in the dawn
when I wake up again
closer to the end
than I've ever been
If I saw your face
I know we could escape
to another place where
things could be sinking in
I'm crying out loud
I feeling tired
I used to be proud
but I guess I've expired
Oh, I know It'd be wrong
Oh, I know It'd be wrong
But I can't stand to live alone
you're my flesh and bone
I wanna move to Rome
far away from home
where you could be my own
I'm feeling tired...
I'm crying out loud
I guess I've expired
Oh, I know It'd be wrong
Oh, I know It'd be wrong
But I can't stand to live alone
you're my flesh and bone
I wanna write you a song
I wanna take you home
I wanna be your own
Be your own
I wanna be your own
and I can not escape
from this decadence
that we're living in
So we drink, 'til we forget ourselves
then we find ourselves
lost among everythings
I'm crying out loud
I feeling tired
I used to be proud
but I guess I've expired
Oh, I know It'd be wrong
Oh, I know It'd be wrong
But I can't stand to live alone
you're my flesh and bone
I wanna write you a song
I wanna take you home
I wanna be your own
And in the dawn
when I wake up again
closer to the end
than I've ever been
If I saw your face
I know we could escape
to another place where
things could be sinking in
I'm crying out loud
I feeling tired
I used to be proud
but I guess I've expired
Oh, I know It'd be wrong
Oh, I know It'd be wrong
But I can't stand to live alone
you're my flesh and bone
I wanna move to Rome
far away from home
where you could be my own
I'm feeling tired...
I'm crying out loud
I guess I've expired
Oh, I know It'd be wrong
Oh, I know It'd be wrong
But I can't stand to live alone
you're my flesh and bone
I wanna write you a song
I wanna take you home
I wanna be your own
Be your own
I wanna be your own
Lyrics submitted by bladet
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