I remember
The single tape
And how that cassette would play
In the bedroom by the park
In the bedroom
With the brooding crew
We felt like the chosen few
The only ones that mattered, that mattered
Sing your heart out
Play your face off
Blow your brains out
Rip my heart off
It’s a stuck on heart
When the music died
You came back by my side
And played that sound I so admired and desired
I won’t forget you
But if I do
Know that the chosen few
Always remember, remember
Sing your heart out
Play your face off
Blow your brains out
Rip my heart off
It’s a stuck on heart
In the heart shaped box
I’ll put the pieces down
We lost in the frozen ground
That one April morning, we’re still mourning
Melt my ears with the noise
Make it clear for the boys
What you did cannot be repeated, repeated
Sing your heart out
Play your face off
Blow your brains out
Rip my heart off
It’s a stuck on heart
(and now it’s yours)
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