The Chronicles of a Bohemian Teenager (Pt. One)

2026-08-09 阅读量：867 歌手：Get Cape. Wear Cape.

The Chronicles Of A Bohemian Teenager , Pt .1 - Get Cape. Wear Cape. Fly

I was stuck in minor chords.

I've been here once before

With environmental echoes

By your baggage on my floor.

So get over here,

Let's grab ourselves another beer,

To drink until tomorrow

To forget that we're still alive.

Drinking to forget

It's always breeds regret

And disillusioned faces upon

Friends that we've seldom met.

I do believe that my

Self-constructed alibi

Is cracking under pressure

Whilst I'm breaking on the inside.

Sick of making sure,

I'm sick of sitting with my hands trapped,

Falling on my back and

Telling people I know

More than they needed to know.

And this song is more

Than a self-indulgent rant,

It's closure for the times that

I've let you down.

You know I need you around.

Well, I'm still here,

Long overdue,

But it feels like you're in a life of pastures new.

So this one's for the friends,

And also for the sound

Of distant laughter, acting as

Reminders. In a town

That made us feel at home,

We broke our backs on floors of stone,

But I'd rather wake there any day,

Wake up here alone.

Baa, ba ba ba ba

So this one's for the friends,

And also for the sound

Of distant laughter, acting as

Reminders. In a town

That made us feel at home,

We broke our backs on floors of stone,

I'd rather wake there any day,

Than wake up here alone.

Baa, da ba ba ba