Fireflies Songtext
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Fireflies Songtext
Staying away ′til the crack of day
Watching people dance and talk at the Panorama Bar
Stumbling out in broad daylight
Unsure if it ever happened, if it all was a dream
Swollen feet squeeze into a size four
Club kids are in it for more
We are the broken ones, but hey we're forever young
We could stay up all night, we′d be the fireflies
We are the broken ones, but hey we're forever young
We could stay up all night, we'd be the fireflies
Sleeping away the Tuesday′s pain
Feel the tension in our bodies, as the weekend′s coming on
Counting in now, oh 1, 2, 3, 4
Club kids are in it for more
We are the broken ones, but hey we're forever young
We could stay up all night, we′d be the fireflies
We are the broken ones, but hey we're forever young
We could stay up all night, we′d be the fireflies
With a beaten mind and a soar vocal chord
We're becoming alive as the streetlight turns to gold
Washing away the blue ink on our hands
From the heart-shaped stamp
We are the broken ones, but hey...
We are the broken ones, but hey...
We are the broken ones, but hey...
We are the broken ones, but hey... (forever young)
Watching people dance and talk at the Panorama Bar
Stumbling out in broad daylight
Unsure if it ever happened, if it all was a dream
Swollen feet squeeze into a size four
Club kids are in it for more
We are the broken ones, but hey we're forever young
We could stay up all night, we′d be the fireflies
We are the broken ones, but hey we're forever young
We could stay up all night, we'd be the fireflies
Sleeping away the Tuesday′s pain
Feel the tension in our bodies, as the weekend′s coming on
Counting in now, oh 1, 2, 3, 4
Club kids are in it for more
We are the broken ones, but hey we're forever young
We could stay up all night, we′d be the fireflies
We are the broken ones, but hey we're forever young
We could stay up all night, we′d be the fireflies
With a beaten mind and a soar vocal chord
We're becoming alive as the streetlight turns to gold
Washing away the blue ink on our hands
From the heart-shaped stamp
We are the broken ones, but hey...
We are the broken ones, but hey...
We are the broken ones, but hey...
We are the broken ones, but hey... (forever young)
Writer(s): Andrea Kellerman, Ludwig Carl Benjamin Bell, Claes Erik M?rten Bjorklund Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com