Brad - 20th Century Lyrics

Well I'm swearing to God

Yeah, I'm so nervous

I can not feel anything

Save the tips of my fingers

Whenever comes

Just might not be the moment

Raise the roof, Yeah let's get out of this


My friends

20th Century

My friends

My friends


Pay attention y'all

To the signs

Pay attention to the questions

Let the energy rise to the moment

Yeah, that look in your eyes no description


My friends

20th Century

My friends

20th Century

My friends

20th Century

My friends

My friends

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