The Secret Society Songtext
von Creeper

Because we′re young (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Because we're young (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
They don′t think of us
They don't think of us When summer swell (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Suburban hell (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
The callous heart rose and fell

We don't love or hate
We don′t feel anything
We wince at the days that remain


The ghost of youth
Speaks so softly
To toast the death
Of you and I