[Intro: Jack Met]
We're gonna be singing this song, oh
[Verse 1; Ryan Met]
We are never again gonna walk around like I'm a boy-scout
'Cause I grew up in the city that takes pity
On the prettiest of fellas, grittiest of fellas
Bellowing our names like a fellow just come outside
Here things rising, I'm an ace, I'm an ace
And hear them screaming in the park when we'd be singing our lungs out
And try to build a little buzz for our band
Shout-out to Crazy Dan (hey!), don't worry man
You won't be living much more time on the bench in Washington Squarе
[Pre-Chorus: Adam Met]
I'm gonna, I'm gonna grab my shades, and meet this special girl
And when thе time comes, I'll give her all the world
They'll catch us downtown, with our head out on the road
But soon we'll see them buying tickets to our freaking show
I'll see my name in lights, but I don't live all the fame
I don't live for the haters, gonna keep going, gonna see the crowds cheering our name
But you got this song sung along when the critics don't care what we're going for
Understand we're trying to say, only see the color on my face
[Pre-Chorus: Jack Met]
If for the winter and the autumn, we'll feel like crawling, but it's all good now (now)
We're gonna be singing this song, oh
[Verse 1; Ryan Met]
We are never again gonna walk around like I'm a boy-scout
'Cause I grew up in the city that takes pity
On the prettiest of fellas, grittiest of fellas
Bellowing our names like a fellow just come outside
Here things rising, I'm an ace, I'm an ace
And hear them screaming in the park when we'd be singing our lungs out
And try to build a little buzz for our band
Shout-out to Crazy Dan (hey!), don't worry man
You won't be living much more time on the bench in Washington Squarе
[Pre-Chorus: Adam Met]
I'm gonna, I'm gonna grab my shades, and meet this special girl
And when thе time comes, I'll give her all the world
They'll catch us downtown, with our head out on the road
But soon we'll see them buying tickets to our freaking show
I'll see my name in lights, but I don't live all the fame
I don't live for the haters, gonna keep going, gonna see the crowds cheering our name
But you got this song sung along when the critics don't care what we're going for
Understand we're trying to say, only see the color on my face
[Pre-Chorus: Jack Met]
If for the winter and the autumn, we'll feel like crawling, but it's all good now (now)
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