Lost Boys Songtext
von Spraynard

In my room there is a picture
Of you up on my wall
And I knew you′d say you liked it
'Cause I′m the one that took it of you last fall

In my room there is a ceiling
That's slowly starting to fall
Maybe one day it will collapse
Or maybe never even move at all


So let's get lost just for the hell of it
Let′s fuck up just for the hell of it
I′m so sick of trying to be okay

Dear Anna, I think that it's time
You try to mean anything to me
Anything, anything to me

Dear Anna, I think that it′s time
You try to mean anything to me
Anything, anything to me

Let's get lost just for the hell of it
Let′s fuck up just for the hell of it
I'm so sick of trying to be okay