The Sound of Young America

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Fireworks

альбомы: Oh, Common Life

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This flower is
Onto ice cubes
And one
That bone
And window view
To much of anything
is never a good thing
Only blooms
For what it loves
I am what I am
Just not what I was
Not sure of anything
And I don't feel a thing
I'm letting go~
Of everything I've ever known
I know
I was if this unorthodox
And bloom, bloom~The summer has been
Thick and dry
The same as the
Seep in my eye
To much of anything
is never a good thing
I cause a smile
like a will win
Its just smoke and mirrors
I bet you can't
Stand for this
I'm not sure~ anything
And I don't~ feel a thing
I'm letting go~
Of everything I've ever known
I know~
I was if this unorthodox
And bloom, bloom~
Let it go, letting it go
I'm letting go~
Let it go, I'm letting go~
Let it go, I'm letting go
I'm letting go~(After the guitar solo)
I'm letting go
of everything I've ever known
I known
I was if this unorthodox
And bloom, bloom~
I know
I was if this unorthodox
And bloom, bloom~
THE END

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Это интересно:A band as colorful and explosive as their name implies, Fireworks is a group of individuals that create a sound with enough pop quality to keep your little sisters attention and with enough edge to rid them of the "guilty pleasure" status. Hailing from stereotypically suburban Metro Detroit, Fireworks is comprised of five electric personalities with endless influences. Together they create a unique blend of "infectious, well-written punk with an undeniable sense of melody."

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