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Woorden: Fall Out Boy. Folie À Deux. (Coffee's For Closers).


I can't explain a thing
I want everything to change and stay the same
Outside doesn't care about anyone and anything
Now come together, Come apart.
Only get louder when you read the charts.

And oh baby when they made me, they broke the mold.
Girls used to follow me around, then I got cold.
Fly your cameras in the aisle.
And wave them like you just don't care.

I will never believe in anything again.
I will never believe in anything again.
Well change will come. Oh!
Change will come!
I will never believe in anything again.

We will never believe again.
Kick drum beat in my chest again. No!
We will never believe again.
Preach electric to a microphone stand. No!

I'm the mascot for what you've become.
Our love for mayhem more than the love.

And oh baby when they made me, they broke the mold.
Girls used to follow me around, then I got cold.
Fly your cameras in the aisle.
And wave them like you just don't care.

I will never believe in anything again.
I will never believe in anything again.
Well change will come. Oh!
Change will come!
I will never believe in anything again.

We will never believe again.
Kick drum beat in my chest again. No!
We will never believe again.
Preach electric to a microphone stand. No!

Fly your cameras in the aisle.
And wave them cause I just don't care.
Fly your cameras in the aisle.
And wave them cause I just don't care.

I will never believe in anything again.
I will never believe in anything again.
Oh oh oh change will come!
Oh change will come!
I will never believe in anything again.
I will never believe in anything again.
Change will come! Oh!
Change will come!
I will never believe in anything again.

We will never believe again.
Kick drum beat in my chest again. No!
We will never believe again.
Preach electric to a microphone stand. No!
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