Play it loud
Play it fast
Play me something that will always last
Play it tough
Play it quiet
Play me something that might save my life

We're not lost, we are dying in style
We're not fucked, we are fucking alive

I hope I never die

Stick your heart on your sleeve
If it breaks, stitch it on to me
Bash it back into shape
You might be cracked, but I won't let you break

We're not lost, we are dying in style
We're not fucked, we are fucking alive

I hope you never die

A generation waits to bleed
For broken kids no one needs
There is heaven in these streets
There is heaven in these streets
I'm with you
Are you with me?

We're not lost, we are dying in style
We're not fucked, we are fucking alive
We're not lost, we are dying in style
We're not fucked, we are fucking alive


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Future Mixtape For The Art Kids (Quiet Slang) [Acoustic] Lyrics as written by James Alex Snyder

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    I pulled beach slangs page up. No comments…okay? This is the anthem that I’d pay two hundred dollars now, to have heard when I was 14. It’s so pure. So pardon the word, unadulterated. Why do people not talk about the best songs. If you’re heart breaks stick it on to me. You might be cracked but I won’t let you break. I’m with you are you with me. There is no review for this song. Only the exuberance for the fact of its existence.
    Musically mandated egresson August 20, 2021   Link

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