Video 42 Song Pop Punk Mashup de Afi 2024 Cristiana Lyrics

Afi - 42 Song Pop Punk Mashup Lyrics

Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don’t ask why
It’s not a question, but a lesson learned in time

And that’s about the time she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when you’re twenty-three
And I’m still more amused by TV shows
What the hell is ADD?
My friends say I should act my age
What’s my age again?

Check yes, Juliet
(What’s my age again?)
Are you with me?
Rain is falling down on the sidewalk
I won’t go until you come outside

(Can I graduatе!?)

If I could just find the time
Then I would nеver let another day go by
I’m over getting old…

‘Cause I got your picture, I’m coming with you
Dear Maria, count me in
There’s a story at the bottom of this bottle
And I’m the pen
Oh, we were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside

Well, if you wanted honesty
That’s all you had to say
I never want to let you down or have you go
It’s better off this way

Today, I’m on my own
I can’t move a muscle and I can’t pick up the phone
I don’t know (don’t know, don’t know, don't know)

And now I’m itching for the tall grass
And longing for the breeze
I need to step outside
Just to see if I can breathe
Got to find the way out
Maybe there’s a way out

If I could find you now things would get better (oh, oh, oh)
We could leave this town and run forever
Let your waves crash down on me
And take me away, yeah, yeah
I’m in the business of misery, let’s take it from the top
She’s got a body like an hourglass that’s ticking like a clock
It’s a matter of time before we all run out
When I thought he was mine, she caught him by the mouth

But seldom do these words ring true
When I’m constantly failing you
Walls that we just can’t break through
Until we disappear
So tell me now

I don’t want to waste my time
Become another casualty of society
I’ll never fall in line
Become another victim of your conformity

But Stacy, can’t you see
You’re just not the girl for me
I know it might be wrong
But I’m in love with Stacy’s mom

I wake up every evening
(I’m feeling this)
With a big smile on my face
And it never feels out of place
(I’m feeling this)
And you’re still probably working
(I’m feeling this)
At a nine-to-five pace
I wonder how bad that tastes
Please tell me why
The car is in the front yard and I’m
Sleeping with my clothes on
Came in through the window last night
And you’re gone, gone

I’ve been let loose and now I’m crawling up the wall
Word is I got away and now I must be caught
Don’t leave, take it from me
I’ve been more than a king

Why do we like to hurt so much?
I can’t decide
You have made it harder just to go on
And why, all the possibilities, well I was wrong

Everybody
Put up your hands
Say I don’t want to be in love
I don’t want to be in love
Feel the beat now
If you’ve got nothing left
Say I don’t want to be in love
I don’t want to be in love

The inside lingo had me at hello
And we go where the money goes
The inside lingo had me at hello
And we go where the money goes

I don’t remember one moment I tried to forget
I lost myself, yes, I’m better not sad
Now I’m closer to the edge (edge, edge, edge, edge...)

Let’s leave no words unspoken
And save regrets for the broken
Will you even look back when you think of me?

And please don’t tell me that I’m dreaming
When all I ever wanted was to
Dream another sunset with you
If I roll over when it’s over
I’ll take this Cali sunrise with me
And wake up with the fondest memories

And baby don’t follow their lead
‘Cause you never know
Just how the story ends, or how the story goes

A long night spent with your most obvious weakness
You start shaking at the thought
You are everything I want
‘Cause you are everything I’m not

We’re going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I’ll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it

We’re going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we’re going down swinging
I’ll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it