Isn't is splended, isn't it grand
We could have a house and we could have plans
We could build this room to house our little hopes
and move at the same pace as everybody else
I have never felt so swell, can't you tell?
Isn't is spelnded isn't it grand?
We could build this house, with all our little plans
But in this room, where we let no one in
Our hopes and our dreams will be our barricades
I have never felt so swell, can't you tell?
(Let it burn)
(So Well)
Its so fucking splended, its so fucking grand
We could have our house and all our little plans
and be so fucking cliche
I have never felt so swell, can't you tell?
(Let it burn)
(So Well)