Teenage dreams in a teenage circusRunning around like a clown on purpose
Who gives a damn about the family you come from?
No giving up when youre young and you want some
Running around again
Running from running
Waking up
In the midday sun
Whats to live for?
You could see what Ive done
Staring at emotion
In the light of day
I was running
From the things that youd say
We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden.
We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden.


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