way today You?re no good, misunderstood, A.I.R. All their hopes and visions of what they want you to be Crucial times, made up minds, A.I.R. So high
Young and free, something you'll never be A childhood's end, it's lunacy Pure dictation, they don't listen And you're just waiting for what you're missing
Tulkojums: Sibīrijas mēris. AIR.
: Young and free, something you'll never be A childhood's end, it's lunacy Pure dictation, they don't listen And you're just waiting for what you're
: Young And Free, Something You'll Never Be A Childhood's End, It's Lunacy Pure Dictation, They Don't Listen And You're Just Waiting For What You're
the way, Today You're no good, misunderstood, A.I.R. All their hopes and visions, of what they want you to be Crucial times, made up minds, A.I.R. So
Chorus You're no good, misunderstood, A.I.R. All their hopes and visions of what they want you to be Crucial times, made up minds, A.I.R. So high and
