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We're young inside a modern age We're so wireless, we're so tireless So frantic with the poker face We're so collected, it's expected here No emotions on a rainy day Heart is shaken, feels mistaken And your mind runs like a gunshot fired Inside of a bulletproof room Little holes in the walls where you've been punching them all This one is for All of the broken hearted fools So black and blue You're way too young to feel this bruised Now we're formal in a casual place We're so serious, we're all busy-ness And we're whispering in a quiet space Running on empty, nothing's plenty The wax and wick are burning both at the ends Heart is trembling, you're barely standing You're trying to sleep, counting infinite sheep Counting the hours, ring through the tower Count the holes in the walls because you've been punching them all Songtexte This one is for All of the broken hearted fools So black and blue You're way too young to feel this bruised I know you feel the way you feel I know you do the things you do I know you love the way you love I know you'll do the things you'll do This one is for All of the broken hearted fools So black and blue You're way too young to feel this bruised This one is for All of the broken hearted fools So black and blue You're way too young to feel this bruised Aus Songtexte Mania